Cheryl Birch

Thoughts, Meditations of the Heart, Poems

Father God’s Arms

I go to prayer and suddenly all becomes peace.
What is this amazing sensation? I pray it never cease!
Waves and waves of glory wash steadily over me, so real.
“As you rest upon My chest,’ God says. “It’s My breath that you feel.”

The kisses of His lips. The tenderness of His touch.
The joy, the love, the fire, passion becomes a torch.
“Thank you, Father.”
“I love you, daughter.”

The exchange is intense and edifying.
Reality of His presence electrifying.
The world fades away, there is protection from all harm.
Nothing compares to what is found in Father God’s arms.

Copyright 2012 Cheryl S Birch
All Rights Reserved


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