July 18, 2009
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Leaflet
Leaflet pages turning over
Life made new by my one True Lover.
Scared, I travel with a lighter load,
To new adventures, new discoveries unfold.
The road before me a grayish blue,
I press on in passion, this love to pursue.
Breathe. I breathe for the body of Christ.
My being he’s enraptured. My hunger enticed.
The bread to my body, the wine to my tongue,
The hope in my soul, and all melodies unsung;
I walk in a rhythm, the pattern of grace.
Stretch on to the blessing in my Hiding Place.
Oh God of my heart, Sweet Precious Lamb,
The beginning and end, the Great I AM.
You gave me a purpose. I march on to this call.
I sit in the throne room. You are the King that enthralls.
Kimberly Willingham
Revelation 7:14 (The Message)
Just then one of the Elders addressed me: "Who are these dressed in white robes, and where did they come from?" Taken aback, I said, "O Sir, I have no idea—but you must know."
Then he told me, "These are those who come from the great tribulation, and they've washed their robes, scrubbed them clean in the blood of the Lamb. That's why they're standing before God's Throne. They serve him day and night in his Temple. The One on the Throne will pitch his tent there for them: no more hunger, no more thirst, no more scorching heat. The Lamb on the Throne will shepherd them, will lead them to spring waters of Life. And God will wipe every last tear from their eyes."
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