As I write…

I feel relieved

And sometimes proud

And just plain good.

The weight is less

The heart can sigh

And maybe, just maybe

God smiles.

For Hope

I look ahead

And look in faith

To see what I have never seen

With the clarity I’d like

But I will listen still.

Prayer

In the light of the morning

I rise to see my Lord

Not with my eyes

But with my heart.

To Myself

I start this day

With thankfulness

And I will cry if I have to

Scream if I need to

And breath, read, and pray…

Regardless of how I feel.

No Longer Veiled Within

And once again

I find myself

In the quiet night

And I may not

Anymore

Deny the thoughts within.

Lord,

Each day

I wake

Am still alive

And I pray.

Provider

Each meal a gift

Much like a breath

That is not guaranteed

I think of the sparrow

Rise up with me brothers and sisters

And fall down

Let our knees be calloused

And our hands be rough

“Lord Jesus Christ, son of God, have mercy on me a sinner.”

Hear us now… or rather-

Let us hear you.

Be Still

The road ahead uncertain

The path behind nuclear

Please let me feel your presence.

I pray upon waking

Anxious waking heavy heart

A beat for this and one for that

Lord I hear the cry inside

Speak to me with love.

Since Things are dire…

Since it seems

That many are stuck

And cannot venture safely out

I thought that I might dare return

And say a thing or two…

Be kind.

With others.

With yourself.

And know…

That I love you.