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Eyes closedI breathegiving my presenceto your presencequietlyI situntil it is not I breathingit is not I sittingmerging into stillnesseternity becomes meeven if onlyfor a momenteven if onlyin this moment ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

Redeemed by lovethe Lord transformsmy sinswith His handsI am a servantunto His purposeto do His workmy only aimfor He saved mefrom despairthat I may live a lifeeternally onein and with Him ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

The trees breatheso that I may breatheenjoying the sweet smellof the flowersthe musk in the airafter a summer rainor the salty ocean breezeblowing through my windowthis is God’s creationHis perpetual creationevery inhale and exhaleperfectly plannedperfectly timedeverything to a purposenothing is wastedthe trees breatheso that I may breatge ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

Oh Lord how I worry sothat I am not enoughif only I would try harderif only I were better lookingmore likeable or smarterthen I would be lovedthen I would be worthythen I would be cared forthen I would be enoughand I would have no needto worry or fear or wantor maybe I have it…

Have mercy Lordmercy in my lovemercy in my griefmercy in my joymercy in my sorrowmercy in my hopemercy in my doubtshave mercy Lordin my faithand in my mistakeshave mercy Lord ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

Meditatingon the waysof the LordI am overcomewith wonderHis boundless loveI cannot comprehendthe mysteriesof joy and sorroware beyondmy understandingwith awe and reverenceI give myselfin faithto Him ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

Don’t forget the Lordwho saved youfrom bondagewho led youthrough the desertwho brought youout of exiledon’t forget the Lordwho never brokeHis promisewho called you infrom the wildernesswho died for your sinsthat you may know Himdon’t forget the Lord ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

My spirit longsto be freefrom these chainsof fleshbound to this worldbut it is not my homeopen to receive mearms of eternitywhen my time has comemay I rest and rejoicewith the Lordforever ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

God reveals Himselfin everyday momentsa cool breezethe setting suna flower’s scenta warm embraceHe peaks throughthe ordinaryto give us a winkor a smileto tell uswe are not alone ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

God calls meinto the depthswhere I have no footholdno point of referencenothing to cling tobesides Himbesides lovein this darknessI flailI weepI mournthe letting go of mein Himin love ~Robert Van Valkenburgh