Wayward

Poetry

Giving You my burdens may at first feel bitter sweet

Yes, My soul finds rest but restless still are my feet

My mind still churning, always yearning

Still I come to You and pause

Finding Your calmness, strength and sweet relief

As You speak to my heart and restrain my wayward feet.

God

Poetry

May I never be so high That I fail to look up

May I never be so content

That I stop asking You to fill me up

May this world never answer

all of my questions

That I would stop bringing

all of my wondering to You

May my heart always long,

my hands ever reach,

my eyes always search

To experience You

Matthew 6:33

But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.

Listen

Poetry

Tune your ear to hear Me

And disregard all other noise

I have something different to say

I bring wisdom, encouragement and joy

Listen not to the competing sounds

They hinder, hurt and distract you from me

Give them no room, no voice in your heart

But fine tune your life to hear only Me