At times my mind is rather blank, driving these oh so familiar roads. But on some occasions, I do my best processing and praying right there on four spinning wheels.
At other times, I worship. And that's exactly what I did this morning when this song came on the radio. I do believe that it was His love gift to me.
Some might wonder why that woman was driving down the road with her hand raised, lips moving, but they had nothing to fear. My eyes were open wide.
And my heart, long ago wounded and broken, is open wide as well. For the Healer of souls has mended it strong. He continues His work, pouring out the most tender love and strength and grace, so undeserved, but as ever, so deeply needed.
Fast forward a few hours. It's icy here at the office. Sheets of sleet have made these roads and sidewalks treacherous, impassable. My clients wisely stay home. And I will spend the afternoon in solitude. In prayer. In worship.
For when all is said and done, He will always be my deepest desire. And I will never ever stop needing a re-visitation, a re-filling, a re-fueling from the Lover of my soul.
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