I see you are not alone. Holy Spirit, that tender precious one, has come to rest with you, to sit beside you and to sing.
You were meant to be a songbird, dear one! But until you find your song again that faithful comforter shall sing. He shall sing into your heart the healing words you need to hear. He will not leave you - not even for a moment.
In sleep or tears or rest, he shall stay happily near and sing . . . for so he loves to warble over wounded hearts.
Artwork: Love's Messenger by Marie Spartali Stillman
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