THEN HE SPEAKS
It draws me back
to the beginning of the beginning
when the earth lay without form and void
in a great sea of darkest deep.
And as its face lifted upward,
it felt the brush of God’s Spirit,
awaiting the word,
shielding from death’s darkness and any foreign caress.
And I, too, glory in the touch,
as I look upward,
a touch I feel upon my own face.
The Lord’s Spirit hovering still,
then He speaks.
And my tongue knows only the sweetness of His word,
forgets all the bitter, foreign foods
once touching these lips of mine.
‘Let there be’ unfolds the manifold promises of love,
weaving His protective cloak,
as He hovers about this soul,
pouring out sweetest nectar.
As my tongue tastes,
savoring every drop,
the words upon my tongue wing upward,
speaking life and light,
spilling forth upon other faces lifted heavenward
where the Spirit of the Lord hovers
then He speaks.
The Spirit of the Lord spoke by me,
And His word was on my tongue...
(2 Samuel 23:2)
© 25 April 2005
DeAnna L. Brooks
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The Lordâ€™s Spirit hovering still, covering me, waiting ... then He speaks. I savor every minute in His presence. Learning of Him and listening to His gentle whisper. Thanks for this blessing.
Wow... I wanted to take some extraordinary part of this masterpiece and quote you. But I can't. It's difficult to even comment on. Is there a comparison to The Lordâ€™s Spirit hovering still, covering me, waiting ...? Is there a comment worthy of The Lordâ€™s Spirit when He speaks?
The echoes of heaven rain down upon us; thrilling the soul into holy silence. DeAnna, your pen so gloriously expresses such communion with our Lord. Blessing unto blessing, never cease to share the words He speaks to your heart.