Sunday, September 20, 2009

Talking Becoming Prayer

Spirit of hope, healing, delivering peace,

awaiting the faint breathe to grace my skin

coaxing me, to sit, be in your presence

You call me to be still, to tell you my cares

my strife, my pressing worries

tentatively, at first, I begin to speak

all my frustrations tumble out

You encourage my faith

to share the bigger issues

a passing fear has been dismissed

I remember I am able to tell you everything

Lord God, you remind me you will always listen

so long as I have time to talk.

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