With Arms Lifted High

"I desire therefore that the men [and women] pray everywhere, lifting up holy hands..."

~1 Timothy 2:8~

My head is lifted above me, and my hands are flying in the air.

Little beams of sun kiss my smiling face.

And then a soft, gentle breeze sweeps across my cheek, 

And whispers that You love me.

And with arms wide open,

I give You my all.

"To You, O God, I give myself entirely all

  the days of my life."

-John Wesley-