cracks in the ground

The hard placeswithin cry out for a thaw, for an outpouring: of Your living water, a fresh breeze of Your Presence, the radiance of Your face and burn of Your love to melt away the crust formed over my heart. Underneath the seeds You have planted are impatient to erupt, to emerge from under theContinue reading “cracks in the ground”

rain down

After the winter we just had, even rain looks good to me as I eagerly await spring. Rain is an integral part of spring, Without it, there would be no life, just barren desert. This past harsh icy winter has left the trees asleep, the ground extra hard, and abounding dreariness. A need for escape,Continue reading “rain down”