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NOCTURNAL ADORERS
MY WEE HOUR FRIENDS
See the souls come before Me
in adoration of My being in exposition.
How well I know each of them!
They are My special prayer warriors.
They deny themselves comfort.
They shun sleep.
They just come to be in My presence.
How I love these gentle souls!
They are buffeted by life’s cruelty.
Yet, they persevere.
They seek My presence in the wee hours of the morning
just to tell Me that they love Me.
Little do they know how much My love flows back to them. They come seeking nothing.
Their rewards overshadow their coming.
They cannot see My eyes wet with tender tears.
They cannot feel the tenderness I have for them in My heart. If they did, they would be totally overwhelmed.
They would be so drawn to Me that, like the moth,
they would be consumed by the heat of the light.
I keep My love a secret from them.
I let them see the shadows of My love.
Staring at the Son would blind them.
I love My faithful wee hour friends.
They have a special place in My heart
