Indwelling

"In my Father's house there are many dwelling places. If there were not, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back again and take you to myself, so that where I am you also may be…Whoever loves me will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our dwelling with him.'" (1)


Heaven's Hermitage

The altar of self-sacrifice,
Becomes the footing for His home;
Forgetting self with all its vice,
She prepares for His kingdom come.


The walls of peace are raised with prayer,
And gratitude tiles the floor;
Sweet scents of love pervade the air,
And confidence attends the door.

With songs of thanksgiving and praise,
Her soul proclaims His awesome reign;
Her spirit dances as it plays --
All heaven joins in the refrain:

"The Father's strong and gentle arms,
Cradles the soul next to his chest:
Secured in peace; safe from all harms --
The greatest joy's found in His rest!"

He stoops and lifts her up by grace;
All heaven joins in His embrace.


May we be cradled in the arms of Our Father in the eternal embrace of grace.