Focusing on this moment, I realise my heart is designed by nature to incline my ear to free. However, I have been letting tangents and tangled thoughts mar and cloud my view, I keep running to 'fix it'. Petitioning God; my Papa and my friend, I stop where I am in this moment and stand still. Allowing my heart to catch up to my feet. Remembering that what is past is passed. I collect grace.
Learning that all my wondering and questionings can rest as I take a breath of stillness. I think about my favourite flower, The Lily, and smile at the thought of the sun lighting its blossom. Full array of colour and form in Papa's sight, situated just right and poised in beauty. Find me thus Lord, I pray. Find me here in the valley in such a way...
I hear the hurts and fears of human voices and recognise my own intertwined. Father says, "I've got them all Love, I've got them ALL". When doubts and labels stick their thorns at me, Papa delights in shielding me; "I took them all, Love, I took them ALL". He soothes my weariness with caresses and lets me let go. That gaze of His is radiant and burns away my need to 'fix it' in all my doings.
Now this moment seems vastly different from how it began. In such a small moment, I grew up. Deeper. Wiser. Content. Problems seem minor in comparison to the magnitude of grace I am gifted. The weights of life toiling less and spinning slower as if I've given them permission to just be, yet not overgrow around me. Oh Father, may my heart sense You rightly.
Teach me more about trusting You, before myself...
Learning that all my wondering and questionings can rest as I take a breath of stillness. I think about my favourite flower, The Lily, and smile at the thought of the sun lighting its blossom. Full array of colour and form in Papa's sight, situated just right and poised in beauty. Find me thus Lord, I pray. Find me here in the valley in such a way...
I hear the hurts and fears of human voices and recognise my own intertwined. Father says, "I've got them all Love, I've got them ALL". When doubts and labels stick their thorns at me, Papa delights in shielding me; "I took them all, Love, I took them ALL". He soothes my weariness with caresses and lets me let go. That gaze of His is radiant and burns away my need to 'fix it' in all my doings.
Now this moment seems vastly different from how it began. In such a small moment, I grew up. Deeper. Wiser. Content. Problems seem minor in comparison to the magnitude of grace I am gifted. The weights of life toiling less and spinning slower as if I've given them permission to just be, yet not overgrow around me. Oh Father, may my heart sense You rightly.
Teach me more about trusting You, before myself...
Though uncertainty is 'round each bend
May my 'be'ing on You depend;
Waste not life on worry alone
I lean on You, my Corner Stone.
And when I fail, may You ring True;
Remind me LORD, in Grace Valley I grew.
Amen.
In spite of journey past, may I proclaim; LORD You hold me fast.
