The Third Dimension
Lord, you pull me upward
as circumstances pull me outward.
Lo, there is a third dimension.
Downward. Bent in silence.
Focus me there.
Where I am
Deeply dependent on you.
Posted on June 26, 2017, in Christian, Deeper Sensation, God, poetry and tagged prayer, silence. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Amen! Love this! Time spent with the Lord changes everything.
Thank you, Pamela. It surely does. I feel the Lord pulling me up and pulling me out, but there is that z-axis that always seemed a bit imaginary to scientist-philosophers like me. Digging into what calls your complete attention at this moment is the purest God-space I know.