Presence 10: Arts That Inspire Reflection & Prayerنموونە

Restoration

The verses here in the opening of Psalm 23 remind me of summer days during my childhood. There was a path near our house that led down to fields of wheat. We would often walk through these fields to a place where there was a small bridge over a babbling brook. When the sun shone there would be a haze and shafts of sunlight would break through the trees on the banks of the stream and hit the water with dazzling effect.I have so many fond memories of being at the brook alone or with friends. I spent many hours there lazing around or having fun; this was a place that would rejuvenate my soul, even as a child.

God wants to lead us to such a place, where he can restore us.It doesn’t need to be alongside a stream but think about the places you visit where there’s a stillness and a peace. Maybe we need to visit these places more often. It’s good for our souls!

At Last, the Inhale

Let me

Catch my breath

Hovering,

Fluttering.

Let me

Feel the wind

Whispering

On my skin.

Let me

Feel my roots

Tracing

Water’s edge.

Let me

Pause there.

My suffocating thirst.

Give me

Time to quench it.

Watch me

Awaken,

Leaf to mountain.

Watch me

Delight in

My restoration.

Let me feel,

Let me mend,

Let me tend

To my soul.

Let me

Linger like this.

Written By Jessica Cotten