Meet Me in the Word

Your gentle pum-pum-pum

Now whispers tenderly

Telling me what You want to be to me.

Rhema

in clear relief

Full color

does beseech

Not black and white

but with my name inside:

“Meet Me in the Word

child

It’s how I’ll make you smile

Amidst the crushing pressures

And for the endless trials

I’ve therapy to target

The ailments that beset

Your hurting soul; dear one

I know

Which medicine cures woe.”

“Rain

dew

abundant showers

Snow

cleansing

with the power

To remedy the ache of secret grief.

Hammer and burning fire

Smash Satan

he’s a liar

Break strongholds

Melt your icy heart

most cold.

Meet Me in the Word

child

And linger for a while;

Sweet honey for the bitter

Environments that defile

Your standing as my treasure;

My word will purify:

Dividing soul from spirit

so

That by the word you’ll grow.”