absent stillness.
time lost in restlessness
squelching pain for an instant
faith's voice becomes hoarse.
a whisper.
empty presence.
wheel spins at a hampster's pace
pushing longings far aside
purpose turns into question.
a shadow.
steady hope.
waves pound this anchored ship
waking Captain from his rest
doubt drowns at His glance.
an answer.
altered burden.
grace transforms by His Word
making mysteriously light affliction
steps resolve to follow Him.
a calling.
2 comments:
Cool. Keep them coming!
And this brings tears to my eyes. . . remembering Emily Rose.
Thank you for sharing.
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