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WE WOULD LISTEN for Your voice; we would keep watch with You, Lord. Help us in our weakness.
This watercolor brings to mind the Holy Spirit as Watchman. Ever alert, He wants to watch through His people; He seeks those who will allow His alertness to the times and seasons to energize their hours. Holy Spirit, our Comforter and Teacher, we’ll never be able to picture You, will we? Is it blasphemous to try? For me to think that something about this water color might suggest a minuscule hint of You, of Your ineffability? We will know You forever by Your attributes: You come as a dove, as wind and as tongues of fire, as light and holy oil. Breathe on us as You will; open our ears to listen for we would hear Your voice. It doesn’t matter that we will never see you with our physical eyes, or that we will never know from where You come or where You go, for we always know that once received You will never leave us or forsake us.
