God At Eventide – July 23

Tree Silhouette Against Starry Night Sky

July 23 – Dear Name

The murmuring of My Name in tender Love brings the unseen into the foreground of reality. It is like breathing on some surface, which brings into relief a lovely figure.

It is the Name before which evil shrinks away, shamed, powerless, defeated. Breathe it often. Not always in appeal. Sometimes in tender confidence, sometimes in Love’s consciousness. Sometimes in triumphant ecstasy.