For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
so great is his love for those who fear him;
as far as the east is from the west,
so far has he removed our transgressions from us.
As a father has compassion on his children,
so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him;
for he knows how we are formed,
he remembers that we are dust.
Whispers of His Love
In the quiet stillness
of my night
I hear the whispers of his love
When the noise of day has dimmed
His voice waxes – moon like
to rise above
As I lay my head
upon his bosom
My heart held safely in his rest
by a perfect Father
who knows of all my sin
and yet I am still blessed
I need not fret for peace
or worry my way through night
for He has plans to prosper me
remembering I’m but dust
He’s bled my wrongs with Right.
“It was a gentle whisper that turned my heart to Him.”
This is a quote from a poem I wrote over thirty years ago when I was a new Christian.
It is still the gentle whispers of his love that encourage me above all else.
I can never be good enough to earn his love.
I can never be bad enough to lose his love.
God is love!
And because He is love…
Christ will continue the transforming work He has started in me
until I meet Jesus face to face.
May I/we be found still seeking his face when He returns.
Seeker’s Blessings ~ Wendy
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My Utmost for His Highest,
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