A PSALM OF TRUST
(a paraphrase of Psalm 91)">A PSALM OF TRUST
(a paraphrase of Psalm 91)

March 28, 2006 on 5:48 pm | In Poetry | No Comments
When daylight grows dim, my heart turns to Him
In whose presence I choose to abide.
To God I will cling, for under His wings
Is a fortress in which I can hide.
No terror of night, or arrow in flight,
No disease or disaster that comes,
Can cause me to fear, for my God is near.
Thousands flee, but I will not succumb.
The wicked will fall, confirming to all
That my refuge, my Lord, can protect.
By holy command, His angels will stand,
Every harm and disaster deflect.
Not one stone, beast or snake, can cause you to shake
When you love him with heart, soul, and mind.
Put God first each day. Choose to hear and obey
With conviction, through hardships refined.
“I will answer when called,” says the Lord of us all,
“I’ll be there through all trouble and strife.
“I am here when you trust. I am faithful and just.
“My salvation infuses with life.”

Whispers Of Mercy

March 20, 2006 on 10:05 pm | In Poetry | No Comments
You beckon with gentleness, calling with grace,
Calming my restlessness, loving me still.
You draw me into your healing embrace.
Help me remember my Father’s goodwill
That shines on me daily from your holy face.

“When did I wander?” I sadly reflect.
Your presence was something I soaked myself in,
But somehow, distractions I did not expect
Turned my gaze outward, to my great chagrin
Still you invite, and I want to connect.

I ramble far, yet you still walk beside,
Waiting for me to acknowledge you’re near.
You never leave once you come to reside.
I’m weak, but you’re faithful in spite of my fear.
Restore, please, my first love and tear down my pride.

Whispers of mercy come wash through my soul,
Trickling streams in my desert, my night,
Soothing the roughness of heart that I hold.
Angel wings hover till first morning light.
Help me rise from my bed and relinquish control.

Reflections on Distractions

March 5, 2006 on 6:06 pm | In Writings | No Comments
Writing isn’t as easy as it used to be.
Words don’t flow; feelings feel distant.
Though my heart for the Lord is still there
Somehow the expressions, the reaching,
The reading, and the praying
Take extra effort of will.
The cares of this world threaten to choke me out…
Yet some deep part of me yearns after Him
Though the externals pull me away.
In the night stillness I awake sometimes,
Unable to get back to sleep, I lay there
Reminded that these are the moments
When I used to pray…
So I begin to pray and quickly fall back to sleep.
In the early morning quiet, I wonder
Did it matter? Does He still hover nearby
Waiting for me to recognize Him?
Then the day’s duties beckon me and
I rush through the morning and out the door,
Concentrate on work and people’s needs the whole day,
Ride home exhausted, and
Try to pull my mental processes together each evening.
Where did the hunger go?
What happened to that thirsty,
Desperate woman I used to be?
A part of me mourns the comfort of companionship and
The fulfillment of material needs.
It seems that these needs, having been met,
Pulled me far away… so very far away.
Ah, Father, draw my heart again.
Give me the childlike wonder I had in you,
In your creation, in the works of your hands
Through the people around me.
I need the meditative me that found solace
In the bountiful you!

Ramblings

March 2, 2006 on 5:50 pm | In Random Thoughts, Writings | No Comments

There are moments when I wonder if I will ever have time to do what I really want to do. Then I stop to examine the thought and realize that if I really want to do something, I will make time for it to happen. Otherwise I am kidding myself. That thing I think I want to do can’t be all that important if it keeps sliding down my priority list–things like reading some book or magazine article, or finishing some project I’ve been putting off. I’d like to do them, but other things come up that are more important or that simply must be done as part of maintaining my home, like laundry or dishes. Hanging out with my husband and kids is up towards the top of the list. If I have to choose between doing some recreational activity just for me or spending time with one of the family members, my recreational activity will be put off again and again. Now there’s homework to contend with. I chose to commit to education, so recreational reading definitely falls on the back burner now! I’m so tired from the mental and emotional drain of work and home duties and expending myself on someone else… I’m not sure when I can get those “someday” activities accomplished. Still, I’m tired, but happy. I’ve been blessed in so many different ways with a place to live and clothes to wear and food to eat, and someone to come home to every evening. What more could I ask? God is good and He has been, even through all the tough times. I just need to sense His presence and hear His voice so that I can walk daily where He wants me to walk. Maybe with a little time management and Holy Spirit guidance I can still get a few extracurricular thing done on the side a little at a time.

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