A Shelter To Be Vulnerable

A shelter to be vulnerable, a safe haven to ride out the storm, is a home established by Love.  The thunder rolls and the lightning cracks, but inside there is a sense of safety.  Large drops of warm water pelt the window, but inside there is a dry place to rest and to watch.  The floor shakes with the ferocity of the storm, but there is no fear of the foundation crumbling.

A shelter to be vulnerable, a safe haven to unpack the pain, is where a heart craves to be.  The walls of Love surround, comforting the soul and embracing the mind.  The pillars of Truth and the rafters of Mercy stand the test of time.  Though stains of loneliness and rejection may mar the carpets on which I walk, from overhead there is strength and protection.

A shelter to be vulnerable, a safe haven to enjoy a buffet of goodness, is what a soul hungers for.  The table prepared before me is a feast of Love; dine here and I will be satisfied.  Drink deeply and I will thirst no more.  May those who sit with me know the richness of Love who does not fail, the acceptance of Love who does not condemn, the completeness of Love who finishes with goodness and prosperity.

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