All is quiet now.
And I am laying on the floor smiling.
Giddy for the time to be still.
More time coming my way.
Unless He returns for me.
The Hero of our story.
The One Who gathers us.
All up into His arms.
His LOVE surrounds.
Like the sound of that trumpet.
I think perhaps I've been straining to hear it today.
Watching the sky.
For the Prince on a white horse.
My friend Mark Martin (calvaryphx.com) hangs a note next to his bathroom mirror.
Perhaps today, the Savior will make His return.
Sometimes I wonder how He'll find me.
I always hoped it would be reading my Bible.
But a close second would be this...
Just me smiling out into nothingness.
At all His goodness,