Spirit-Call

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

Spirit-breath of God 
whispering to me
as a gentle breeze
moving through the pines
stirring my heart with
wild anticipation
to sense that once familiar rhythm
a knowing deep within
that says
He is close
and I am His
and it is time
to take His hand
and follow
once again
 
and though I cannot see Him
I can see
the bending of the boughs
before me
as His Spirit moves
like the wind
leading the way
whispering on the breeze
come
follow me
 
“It was by faith that Abraham obeyed
when God called him to leave home
and go to another land that God
would give him as his inheritance.
He went without knowing
where he was going.”
Hebrews 11:8 NLT
 
©Lisa DeVinney, August 2008
 

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