He marked my hands, pouring out His love to reach your heart. Soul. Mind. Body. Mark our love with deepening Heaven. Fierce. Calm. Strong. Regal. Passion flows from the hands of God. The hands that held the universe before we came to exist in the grandeur of His creation. Now we do exis
His feet move powerfully marking footprints in the sand where the shore glides up to the imprint. Its water dances softly into the sea leaving the marking. The holy marking. The sacred marking. Jesus’ feet.
Jesus is moving closer… and closer… The city is bustling faster… and faster… He isn’t stopping His stallion nor halting the pattern of His footprints imprinting in the sand. The movement of the Spirit hailing the dawning of the Lord’s day is swiftly propelling forward. When Jesus comes into town, He gets to work.
You are clean. Fragrant and aromatic with the scent of pure linen. Pure nard. Pure extract of almond essence.
Jesus’ kisses ripple into the body transcending the physical... igniting the spiritual...
Jesus said "And blessed is the one who is not offended by Me.” Matthew 11:6 I love Jesus’ unwavering heart... His confidence and resilience. His unchanging essence as God. Jesus…