i will give you the treasures of the darkness and the hoards in secret places,  that you may know that it is i, the lord, the god of israel, who call you by your name.  i call you by your name, i name you, though you do not know me. i am the lord, and there is no other, besides me there is...

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and these are the words that happen behind the scenes of a messy, vulnerable, yet painfully beautiful journey with the Spirit of the Lord... Father has been teaching me the gift of moments savored not shared.  in a world that is obsessed with defining a moment by exposing it to the world, there is a sacredness in the hiddenness of beauty.  however, this...

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you break open my heart so i can bleed out the love this world so desperately needs.  you woo me through the hurting. i know it's true. when i wander too far, it's the wounded parts of me that remember how desperately i need your loving. and here you find me. your love so wild there's never a too far to recapture me....

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in my silence you find a way into my thoughts.  in my coldness you find a way into my heart.  i feel you press into my open wounds.  the blood is spilling but you're still holding my broken parts.  is this how you remind me of your presence.  is wounding the path into remembrance.  awareness  why does it always feel like i've been...

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open wound bind it  heal it  mend it  clean it wash it wrap it comfort  soothe it i feel the sting.  pull away but it hurts.  don't press in.  the deep open flesh.  i'd rather it not be touched.  show me tell me maybe convince me it needs the binding all that breaking deep breath.  i can hide it.  it's just pain.  pain...

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