What more can we do, they asked, she thought.
Hearts have been bound, lost quaking, times round.
What can one find in the seeming ash winds?
Is all too blurred for the day to be found.
Where speaks the heart in the midst of such pain,
lost in a wilderness found with no gain.
Rising to ask in the dawn bearing hope.
Love must be born from the storm, in elope.
Hearts have been found, some lives to ground.
We ask for God’s mercy, His way to love more,
to enter, a grace that gives mercy’s restore.
Pray into the more of how we can walk.
Help us to invoke, to restore when we talk.
Forgive us, reroute us. Lord, teach our hearts.
Motion Love more- make us It’s parts.
© 2019 Linda Willows
Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us,
Being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ.
Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not.
Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us.