Daughter I created you to search and find this deep place in Me…I have waited so long for you to find Your way to the centre of My heart.
I always told you that your wilderness will be your most fruitful place… Here you ran into Me when you had nowhere to turn.
I stripped you of earth…now your only focus is Me…Nothing of this world clings to you.
A battle over your heart…Deep calls unto deep…Spirit to spirit…Your wilderness your most fruitful place…In the wilderness I moved in…
Ascending to spaces unknown
You lead the way
I follow suit
My natural…meets with Your Supernatural
You taking me higher
Deeper…till there is no obstacles
Gasping for breath
Undone by the weight of Your glory
I tread lightly as atmospheres give way
To Your Majesty unfolding….
— Ebigale Wilson