Oh why can't I sit still?
I keep fidgeting and fighting it
Though I hear you call my name
To meet you; enjoy your sanctuary
Yet the busyness surrounds me
Confounds me; consumes me
Do I really resist your peace?
So self-absorbed; internalised
You bid me come and rest
I say 'yes, in a minute'
'when I've finished; after this...'
I'm exhausted. Nothing left
And why am I surprised?
That I'm broken, stressed, worn out
I know it shouldn't be this way
I know this isn't in your way
So you turn and gently lead me
In the path that you have laid
I hope I'm getting better?
Try to listen to your voice
Read your Word; seek your face
At each tiny sacrifice I make
You show me bounty
And so much grace
I know that feeling. Thanks for this Emma. Hx
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