The thoughts, this morning, of great men consume me.
John and Charles Wesley (Theologians and distinguished writers of the 18th century) stir my heart and move my pen. Praise be to God for the individuals who have sought Christ, in their frailty, and known Him as their strength.

By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

Share with me the truths eternal,
Secrets wrought before my time;
Penetrate my inmost being,
With Thy precious love, divine.

Grant me peace and consolation,
Given those who know Thy name;
Come, revive my lowly spirit,
Strengthen weak and feeble frame.

Cast away all doubts dispelling,
Let there be no compromise;
Let my spirit be of nature,
Pure and sweet and sanctified.

Great Immortal, ever with me,
Thy communion, savored, mine;
I shall be with Thee forever,
And my soul … forever Thine.

“My flesh longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the Lord:
My heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.”
Psalm 84:2