Divine Telepathy

I sorrowed till my heart filled-up
with pain within my chest;
I tried in vain to name this pain
that would not give me rest.

Why loneliness had hold of me
I failed to understand;
It was as though my fickle heart
were homesick for some land.

It was as though I yearned to see
the face I held most dear;
To gaze into those timeless eyes
and hold that loved one near.

I'd never missed someone so much
nor longed for someone more;
And yet the one I ached to see
I'd never seen before.

How could I long to see someone
that I had yet to see?
Could it have been that it was then
my Lord was missing me?


"and though you have not seen Him,
you love Him..."
(I Peter 1:8 NASB)

[ by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook@mynewroads.com) -- from Connie Hinnen Cook ]


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