my dwelling place (1)

Holy Burden of Prayer


LORD, I meet you in my dwelling place, here in the silence of my heart.Β 

Torn away from this broken world's charade, I just desire to sit alone in the glorious light of Your great love, if but for a moment.

Is that ok?

Day folds into night, and night into day, yet nothing seems to change.Β  A love starved world stares out into an empty space, crying out for help and hope, met only by eyes grown dark with hate and vengeance.

Oh, we need You so very desperately.

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