The Way I Feel

The sky was light but the sun had not yet risen above the horizon. I could hear the call of a robin and I longed for an intimate encounter with my Lord. The atmosphere was thick with His presence as I whispered my greatfullness and professed my love to Him. It was then, with tears flowing down my cheeks that I felt as though a river of love was washing over me. Love had come down and was holding me in His arms. What can I say . . . no words could express . . . . THE WAY I FEEL.