Friday is for Heart Songs
From the archives of last May.
4.30 AM
Only fisherman and people far more spiritual than me are up at this hour.
Sleep is awakeTumbling, cascading, jumbled, rushing, numbing thoughts
Arrive in waves of … what?“Befuddlement” sounds to humorous.
Where are your tears?
Where is feeling?
Why are you so empty?
What is your flaw?
When will you figure it out?
How can you get anywhere if you don’t?Lord, help me.
This is where I always arrive.
On my knees in a quiet AM hour,
spirit bowed and
heart-raw.Restore me Lord,
Make my life declare that
You are the rescuer of those who put their trust in you.
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Restore me Lord,
Make my life declare that
You are the rescuer of those who put their trust in you.
Amen!
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