Within the Waiting


He stirs everything within me

Answers fade away leaving me with nothing

I look up, You are there, watching and knowing

My old ways aren’t working, my methods useless

So, I let You work.

Working away in this heart and head

To Produce fruit, Spirit-led

My selfish nature will not be fed

I cling to Your spirit for life

To journey with You is not to arrive

But to watch, to trust and

To find peace within the waiting.

Skilled Surgeon


He drew his knife 

And began his incision

Tearing me apart at the seams

He started by taking

Everything out of

This sin ridden body, diseased 

And as He cut

All I felt was the pain

Why would You do this to me?

But when He was done

I saw His skilled hand

Was saving me with this surgery