Whenever I am fearful, disappointed or discouraged I pray to my Father . . . knowing I’ll be encouraged.
For prayer is my retreat, a resting place for my soul and whenever I let go . . . it’s when God takes control.
The more I hang on to, my sadness and my grief the less He is able to send His sweet relief.
Whenever I need a break, I go to that hiding place where alone with Him I pray under the shelter of His grace.
Prayer is my sanctuary, where God’s mercy I can find it’s where eternal hope takes over my heart and mind.
Whenever I need a retreat, a quiet, peaceful place to go I go to my Father . . . and just let ~ my prayers flow!
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Psalm 91:1-2
“He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.â€
King James Version by Public Domain
Copyright 2014 Deborah Ann Belka
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