Good morning Lord.
Im here, I pray.
I try uttering with words what my heart thuds away.
I can’t even see what questions it holds.
They’re deeply rooted, tucked within the folds of this soul.
You see me naked, I’m raw. I’m bare.
Why waste my breaths pretending that you’re looking elsewhere?
Nakedness of soul is hard for me to see,
Im very good at hiding myself from me.
Draw me deep, help me breathe.
Show me who you’ve created me to be.
I long to be whole more than anything
and so far I’ve learned that most healing come through agony.
Im ready Lord, begin again.
purge my heart of every wicked intent.
“Walk with me” my Father said.
So onto my feet, I roll out of bed.
Throuh sleepy eyes I see sun
Before I was here, this day has begun.
The heart starts to sing as the Trekk inclines
Breathing comes precious expansions inside.
Atop the hill The fields unspool
all greens and every gray imaginable.
Panting faintly by the trickling creek
eight tiny hoofs stoop low for a drink.
two flecked with white, purity’s kiss
the other two leap ore fallen trees; effortless.
crows moan, and sparrows swoon.
distant town is waking too.
rays bleed through sheets of fog
gently caress the morning joy.
I hear the shadow passing over me
tiny flock of black birds flapping against the breeze.
And with all this to see , I still don’t hear
what Words He desires for me soul to bare.
Today Lord, even now, I’m listening.
i know Your voice, I hear Your wooing.
Give me the manna I need for today:
The mystery of dependency births life and strength.
give me faith to sustain
my every need for today.
and today alone is all I’m promised,
so I thank you Lord for this moment.
Speak to my heart, lead me to You
and not who I think you are or what I think I should do.
Forgive me for pride of doing what I know best,
and lead me toward everlasting, rich rest.