Dancing on the Wings of the Wind By Brenda Drake

            How can we describe the supernatural love connection between God and His redeemed? I am not sure, but I will spend the rest of my life trying.  His presence is so precious each time it is experienced, it is never the same and yet it is always the same; pure, lovely, and fully satisfying.

Dancing on the Wings of the Wind

Dancing on the wings of the wind joyfully in song,
Fluidly in tune with Him right where I belong.
Closer than a heart-beat, closer than a breath;
In, over, and under me, behind and ahead,
The sounds of love and life fills the atmosphere,
Not one tainted thought not of light is near.
Holy, precious, and loving in every way,
With a forever-future with Jesus; His and His to stay.
Jesus is in my heart and surrounds me, this I surely know;
Each day is a new day I start new on earth below.
But when dark winds blow I by faith need to see,
God’s plan ahead ordained for me.
His Word promises me sunshine with joy left untold;
When we walk together on the streets of gold.
His promised treasures and the pleasures are sure to come.
I pray in Jesus name God’s will on earth be done.
Today is a new day I in faith take each step,
Toward the joys of the new world He has planned for me ahead.

Song of Songs 7:10
I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.

Your Majesty By Brenda Drake

Prayer time has so many faces.  There are times we come with petitions for our needs, to lift up a world-problem, or ask for help in a situation affecting the life of family or friends.  There are times of thanks, praise, and abandonment of worship.  Then there are the times we pray for clear direction, or seek instructions on what our King desires us to accomplish.  The sweetest times are when all we want is to spend time with the One you love and that faithfully shows He is the eternal lover of our soul.

Your Majesty

I come before You this day;
You alone are worthy of all worship and praise.
I bow at Your feet to hear instructions of the Word.
I am thankful to be counted worthy to serve.
Your Majesty, I know there is much work to do,
But I want to spend extra time with You.
As I at Your feet rest,
Again strength is regained to do my best.
When I come to worship thee;
What a beautiful future I by faith see.
In the quiet I hear my name lifted up.
In this special time of prayer You fill my cup.
Your whispered love speaks in my ear,
To assure our shared time together You hold dear.
As Your redeemed I seek to honor God above;
Together our hearts dance to salvation’s song of love.
Again I am ready to start a new day in service to the King.
Your Majesty, You cause my heart to sing!

Ephesians 3:19
And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be
 filled with all the fulness of God.

Like Sweet Perfume By Brenda Drake

The greatest place on earth is in the secret place of worship where Jesus, the Prince of Peace is.  It is a place of such beauty we never desire to depart. As much as we love the special time set aside; Jesus loves our time spent there even more.

Like a Sweet Perfume

Like a sweet perfume poured,
At the feet in honor to the Lord.
My heart’s songs are lifted in silent prayer;
Bowed down, transparent, and fully aware.
The Master is pleased with my gift displayed,
As I receive His answered kiss by faith.
weet is the atmosphere deep inside;
Restored, assured, and fully alive.
Oh heart, do not be stingy with offerings to the One you adore.
Lay every worry, fear, and anxiety at the foot of the Lord.
Allow His sweet acceptance to calm your troubled sea.
Allow His love and provisions to perfume your life sweet.
A sure example of a life blessed;
Fully, wholly, at peace; at rest.
Like sweet perfume in a world filled with rot and decay.
Like a shining bright gem put on display.
Like a jewel of heaven shiny bright;
One with Life, Truth, and The Way; Jesus the Christ.
Nothing more precious can there be,
Than the love displayed for and by His bride redeemed.

2 Corinthians 2:15
For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish:

Song of Solomon 4:10
How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine!
and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!