At times confusion
leads astray
It overtakes
can't find the way
I'm Searching...
Searching...
in the fog
O Lord please help me
from this bog
My minds a muddle
can't get a grasp
Hold on to anything
just have to last
It's like the quicksand
of days gone by
O dear Lord
why oh why
I know You're there
waiting still
Wanting me
to come and kneel
But sometimes Lord
the battles fierce
The enemy
he's hard to quench
I'm Fighting...
Fighting...
for just one breath
To say that prayer
one more request
I know You're there
waiting still
To break that chain
to help me feel
The calm
the quiet
the peace...
Your perfect rest
"until we see JESUS....face to face"
Hi Chelle, you just poetically described what goes on in my head. Great words my friend
ReplyDeleteGod bless
Tracy
Hi Chelle,
ReplyDeleteI see that this is an older post but the link for it just arrived in my email inbox this morning. So I don't know if you re-posted this or this is a sign from God for me to pray. So...
Such a sorrowful poem, it made my spirit weep. Holy Spirit is right there, even in this mess of feelings and such.
Psalm 15
1Lord, who may dwell in your sacred tent?
Who may live on your holy mountain?
2The one whose walk is blameless,
who does what is righteous,
who speaks the truth from their heart;
3whose tongue utters no slander,
who does no wrong to a neighbor,
and casts no slur on others;
4who despises a vile person
but honors those who fear the Lord;
who keeps an oath even when it hurts,
and does not change their mind;
5who lends money to the poor without interest;
who does not accept a bribe against the innocent.
Whoever does these things
will never be shaken.
(((Hugs))) and prayers dear one.
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