The more I get to know You
I focus on less on trivial matters;
In fact, the clatter of everyday parade
seems to barricade itself
as I seek to just stare at Your face.
When I stare at Your face,
I am completely displaced
from anything that would try to chase my affections away from You,
from the sensation of just knowing You
of just knowing You.
I want to know the architecture of Your eyes,
the architecture of Your nose,
the makeup of Your mouth,
the formation of Your cheeks,
so I stare at You and every time I’m amazed.
I find me in Your pupil.
I see me in Your smile.
I sense my life in Yours.
Can I just stare at You?
Can I just gaze in Your eyes?
Can I feel Your breath as You tilt back and gaze at me?
Can I stay in Your lap and stare at You?
When I stare at Your face,
I am completely displaced
from anything, no everything that would try to chase my affections away from You,
from the sensation of just knowing You,
of just knowing You.
- Hope Feed - January 25, 2021
- Look at His Pattern - August 1, 2020
- Bellows - April 6, 2018
Beautiful. Powerful. I just put my one year old down for her nap, and I totally connected with this on the mother-child-rocking chair level. Yet, when I read the words, I find myself searching for Jesus and being received. Thank you, thank you, for this.
“. . . being received. We all need that.”
The intimacy of this piece is so powerful, Anita. Thank you.
Thank you Heather. You are always so encouraging!
Beautiful.
Oh, Anita, this is simply beautiful! It almost brought tears thinking about the reality of His presence, how I need to stop and stare and be amazed! I’m so glad I got to listen to you today. Many blessings to you, dear sister!