Your Name Fills My Inbox

Oh sweet friend,
what prompts our hour of need
in sweet communion
back and forth.

In our hour of need,
how precious the loving seeds.
The comfort that the Spirit
pours out in moment dear,
can anything ever compare?

May our hearts be knit together
like Jonathan and David.
Such a sweet brotherly love
brings me to tears.

When heart bleeds
as hardships hard.
When one enters in
for mingled care.....
heart of God
and tender compassion well.

Your name has filled my inbox.
Sweet emails back and forth.
I love you dear friend.
I feel you close.