Despite being an author, I've never written a poem, but this morning, as I knelt in prayer, I felt God give me one sentence, so I wrote it down.
It felt so intimate and beautiful in the silent dark of morning, like He was directly and purposely talking to me, louder and longer than before, rather than the usual nudging with one word or leading me to a scripture but with full sentences.
I smiled, and thanked him and went back to my prayer. Then, without seeking it, the next sentence impressed itself on my mind, then He gave me this; - - POEM You wrap me in a hidden place, surrounded by your love. - Your whispers guide me on, leading to paths that are straight. - Your heart fills my soul with Grace. - I'm indebted to you. My love. My Jesus. - Stir in me something new. Spark a new season. Seal in a new joy. - The heavy heart is gone. Now drenched with your presence. - I am alive. I am anew.