Standing on tiptoe
reaching for heaven
arms wide open
catching the wind
stars reflect wonder
here in my night time
watching and waiting
for You to draw near ...
My face before you
waiting for morning
reaching for promises
remembering Your grace
filled with Your wonder
believing Your promise
standing on tiptoe
seeking Your face...
Hoping draws whispers
deep from within me
"please draw me to You"
winds gently breathe ...
The darkness surrounds me
morning before dawning
I'm shrouded in ebony
waiting to see ...
I will see glory
caressing the meadow
when the shadow of nighttime
surrenders to day ...
As I dance in new mercies
that you have ordained for me
delighting in promises
bearing Your name ...
Standing on tiptoe
I reach for Your beauty
believing You love me
embraced by Your grace
expecting the morning
to bring revelation
exposing Your heart
to me, face to face ...
Oh Cheri, this echoes the cry of my heart. I've been standing on tiptoe waiting to see the Lord and hear from Him. I just posted about my longing on Friday, but your words here capture my longing.
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Joy