Sunday, June 22, 2014

Face Press

Pushed up against a wall,
stripped of all worldly things.
Through the fire and alive.

The maturing process comes
out of the furnace of gold.
Being refined in His image.

Time passes so quickly it seems
Yet the seasons have changed
in a super-natural way.   

Leaning on my Beloved
holding steady in God
determined to move forward.


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