In the dark I sat unmoving
Blinded more from pain than lack of light
I cry out to You God
For reassurance, for guidance
As the realization of what place I'm in
Begins to dawn
I am lost, my navigation pointless
Hope in me, You say
I pause...I know I am desperate
I know there's no other way through or around
I say, ok.
Dread makes a lunge, I try to move out of the way
Stumbling to the window I pull back the curtain
Searching desperately and longing for the tiniest bit of You
Trees bend and sway with impending storm
Clouds dampen what might have been early morning light
What might have been hope in my heart
But I trust You God
Or rather, I'm trying despite-
Slumped, back in my chair
Praying in broken fragments for peace
The air disturbed by cries of a child wanting mama
I'm so weary Lord
I don't have it in me to comfort my girl
Down the stairs I hear her steps
My arms surround her anyway
Another sleepyhead wanders down, another gift from God
Another babe who wakes with the sense
That I am not near
That there's disturbance in our walls
Bundled and surrendered, we three lay quietly under the large blanket on the couch
Deep sigh, I feel a little hand in mine
And then another, even smaller hand wriggles in too
Oh Lord, thank You that right now I'm not alone
I allow my eyes to close in brief respite
Aware of pain still present from tears that burn
I lift my head, exhale an unexpected breath of peace
My worn out eyes adjust
A faint shift has begun in the contrast of shapes and shadows around us
You're here
Despite what obscures our view
If we throw open the curtains, even in the night
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain
We will see your goodness
You faithful will remain
Be still my soul
Showing posts with label gratitude. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gratitude. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Be Still
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Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Sunswept Waves
sunswept, salty
waves and curls
happy cries
of gulls and girls
of gulls and girls
shoreline sand
ebbs and flows
ebbs and flows
water dances,
splashing toes
splashing toes
snuggled skin
cooled and warmed
cooled and warmed
baby dozes,
memories form
memories form
children breaking
bread with birds
bread with birds
bend near sand
in earnest search
in earnest search
see the small
but mighty laugh'n 1
but mighty laugh'n 1
in the face
of mighty ocean
of mighty ocean
these finite moments
create space
create space
so infinite love
can take it's place
can take it's place
1 loose reference to William Shakespeare's quote from A Midsummer Night's Dream,
"Though she be but little, she is fierce!"
"Though she be but little, she is fierce!"
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Friday, July 24, 2015
Joy-Full
My heart
Is overrun with children
My house
Is very full indeed
My house
Is overrun with children
My heart
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