Prayer

What a marvelous gift!
Unexplainble mystery.

God speaks to me.
I speak to him.
I hear him. 
He hears me.

Honesty.
Oh what honesty I must have when I come to him.
He sees me as I am.
In ways I cannot comprehend,
He is able to access my deepest heart.

I used to be afraid of this.
Before I knew grace, I thought God was an angry judge.
I did not see his face of love.

It's different now.
I gladly receive his correction, his re-direction.
Hallelujah!
Sometimes, I cannot find words. 

Quietness is enough.
Prayer, a time to share hearts.
God's heart. 
My heart.