#LoveJourney Even though my body was sleeping my heart remained open and awake to My Love. Do you hear that? My lover is knocking and asking me to allow him an audience of my presence. He calls me his darling, his dove, his flawless one. I imagine him standing at my door, his tousled head wet from the dampness of the night air. The thought of him quickens my senses. As my Lover continues to knock I reply, I am not dressed, I have removed my robe and washed my feet. Yet as My Lover put his hand to open my door, I felt him in the spirit and my heart began to beat faster in anticipation of his arrival Solomon 5:2-4
Posted on: Mon, 02 Dec 2013 02:30:17 +0000
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