Week passing by and I sit a minute and get to be still again
Ahhhh… so refreshing to catch my breath
For my lungs to relax and not feel rushed,
Tightened as I strive to get to the next thing.
The way it once was.
The way it should be.
Sometimes emptiness is scary.
To face yourself without the clutter
To confront your thoughts, feelings
To learn “Is there anything inside?”
Will I like what I see?
What do you think of me?
What do I think of me?
And then to learn and unlearn
To an audience of one.
To rest in just pleasing Him…
What do You think of me God?
And to surrender for Love’s sake
Relinquish that life may abound
Die to truly live
Clothed in a robe of righteousness
Garments of salvation
Resting under the shadow of His wings
Peace.