Come, My beautiful one, My delight of My eyes. Let Me still the
troubled waters of your soul... those waters that seemingly seem to keep
you unsettled. Let Me teach you how to be still, be silent, how to
embrace the space you make for Me, in a quiet waiting and being before
Me, with no words needed. Come, kneel down, and let the cool of the
waters, the river of My Presence bring a calm and cooling to the raw
wounds of the soul... let My waters, and My Presence wash them with
the sweet myrrh of cleansing. For I long to be your 'go to' place of
refreshment and solitude and peace. For My solitude is peace, it is
stillness in My Presence where the unseen meets the seen. Where I take
delight in your coming to Me, that I might pour out upon you, rivers of
Peace, that penetrate the turbulent and unstable places of the soul.
Come, my dear one... for I have waters you have not yet drank to refresh
and wash your troubled soul... ~Selah...
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