Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Breathless

The emptiness of  our soul leads to numbness. Restless unsettled,confused, what is right, what is true.  We wrestle with discontentment, dissatisfied with life, questioning the meaning, what is the purpose? We pursue the existence of breathing and asking why are we here.  


Listening to our own heartbeat we ponder, "Is this it? Is this as good as it gets?    There must be more. The soul is reaching, seeking, grasping for higher living.  The heart beats, longing to propel passion, a thirst for the heart compels us to seek, search out for clarity, the calling, listening to the small voice the whispering in the dark of night that speaks.  I'm listening when you call, I hear you, I will lead you to your destination through my desires for you, trust me!" Keep pushing running toward the goal I will not leave you restless, but breathless as you rush after your purpose. Press on, push through the obstacles, I am waiting for you to fulfill my desires through you.  Seek, for life is abundant much more than you can imagine.  Pursue My presence, you will not be left restless but breathless as you chase after My purpose. Press in, Push through, Persevere, you will find what you are looking for, peace. 




Friday, March 30, 2018

Before Light

The dark morning before light, I sit watching and waiting, looking for you.  My thoughts are scattered but I sit to come into your presence, to rest in the silence and solitude of your peace.  My restless anxious heart desires to abide but my emotions rush in and captivate my soul. Running down my thoughts to catch and quiet them, to silence the voices of defeat and failure to hear your voice.

Closing my eyes I breath in slowly, exhale worry inhale peace.  Embracing this quiet time to concentrate and focus my mind on the Lover of my soul, the Peacemaker. I whisper His name, Jesus. All other thoughts flee, I listen.  Reaching out to embrace, there I am abiding.

Connie Burkett 3/30/2018

Monday, March 14, 2016

Manifested Majesty

In awe of your beauty and the wonders of your hands.  
Praise you Lord, Oh my soul I worship you.

I am undone as Your holiness hovers over and the warmth of  Your embrace melts my inmost being. 
Chastened by Your Manifested Majesty.
In awe of Your glory, Your love envelops me.

On my face I worship you, in fear and trembling.  
Giving thanks for Your loving kindness, Your unfailing love.
You pour Your peace over me as the waters cover the sea.

Redeem me, rescue me, restore my soul.  I rest in Your glory, as Your


Light shines upon me.  Your beauty unfolds and reveals just
a glimmer of who you are.

In awe I bow, and pray Holy Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty.





Your peace washes over me, calms all my fears, my spirit is renewed and at rest,
like a tranquil pond on a cool spring morning.

In awe I pray, Holy Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Summer Morning


Summer Morning


Morning is rising to meet the afternoon.
Lingering in first light, listening to the morning song.
Praise to the heavens.
 The sky lightens from the night of darkness
To the brightness of the Sunrise, that
Lifts the soul from slumber to rejoice.
The delight is in the pondering of the morning,
The sounds, the solace that brings peace and purpose.
Morning moves to quickly from the coolness to the heat of the day.
Summer morning may I linger longer to give praise and thanks for the dawn of early light?
Awaken my soul, expand my senses to embrace you with strength.