🔥The pressure
The wait
The stillness
The dormancy
The process of being in the mist of
The anchors
the changes
the shifts
The adjustments
The repetition
The endurance of exhaustion
Inhaling for dear life,
Exhaling gratitude for living
Because without breath
What is anything?
My God IS Whirlwind.
Invisible
felt
A very present Force to be reckoned with
Lurking
in the mist
Here
There
Everywhere
Eternally present His Presence
Presents me with Presents of Blessings
From Nothing to Everything
Yes, You are Everything.
The process of Greatness is enduring.
Hanging on to the Whirlwind.
Hanging on to His Word.
Hanging on to His Promises,
Hanging on to His Holy Spirit
His timing
His path
The ebbs and flows of the Whirlwind
Hanging on for my dear life
Surrendering my life to the pace of His Favor
Waiting
Praying
Breathing
Through the Whirlwind.
-Servant Saivonne
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