• redtoraven_99 10w

    Meeting Jesus

    The gentleness in Your face
    Can be clearly seen
    Though I turn and walk away
    I stop when You call my name
    There is love
    Overflowing from You
    Your arms reaching out
    You're longing to pull me in
    Away from my fears
    Saving grace drawing near
    And I stay in place
    Wondering if You are real
    You call me by the name I once had
    Though now labeled as
    Something else
    Then as if that was not enough
    To convince me that You are love
    With no hesitation in those gentle eyes
    You say to me,
    "You are Mine."