Holy Spirit. Your beauty. Your fire. Your fragrance.The progression of you in my life is like a crescendo in a
sweet melody.
Your hands. Your whisper. Your comfort.
You are like an afternoon rain shower on a sun-scorched
flower.
Your timing. Your answer. Your voice.
Your smile. Your playfulness. Your laughter.
You are like a giggle box to a soul filled with sadness.
Your power. Your ability. Your strength.
You are like a hurricane toppling dense walls and fortresses.

Your breath. Your current. Your waves.
You are like breath to a drowning swimmer.
Your touch. Your healing. Your wisdom.
You are like a doctor probing his patient until she’s healed and made-well.
Your love. Your mercy. Your gentleness.
You are like a hand filled with compassion and grace reaching
out to a son returning home after worldly wandering.
Holy Spirit. Your beauty. Your fire. Your fragrance.
You are like warmth and heat to cold bones.
Holy Spirit, may you continue to encounter us. Taking us deeper and deeper into God’s heart and showing us you are real and there is a new way in this world. One where all of the things of this world cannot measure up to. One where when we give these things up that do seem to satisfy, we will find the satisfaction our weary souls have been searching for. May you continue to turn my eyes from the world and place them upon your kingdom. Holy Spirit, thank you. I want to always have an open door, a welcome mat in front of my heart. May you show me when I don’t because I can’t be without you.
