From Heaven’s Glove
I know some circles called ‘my heart’,
Far from here they do not part.
Lines begin to shred and fray
When they wander, when they stray.
Called to be by unseen sway
Here they rest, here they stay.
Coddled all beside one Guest,
A might that gathers all as Blessed.
When the winds of life become
Stormed, or rifted, pulled by some –
Here within a Love abides
Comfort tendered from all sides.
Drawn like dew from heaven’s glove,
Soaked into each circle of –
Heart of mine with wanting love
Given all from God above.
© 2018 Linda Willows
“Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you.” Psalm 63:3
“Your love, O Lord, reaches to the heavens, your faithfulness to the skies. Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains, your justice like the great deep.” Psalm 36:5-6
“I will declare that your love stands firm forever, that you established your faithfulness in heaven itself.” Psalm 89:2
“‘Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,’ says the Lord, who has compassion on you.” Isaiah 54:10