Prayer

The room is down the hall

The culmination of desire

But to go in would seal my doom

To give into my brain's inquire

So outside I sit

As lives become chosen

And I wait in patience

In wholehearted devotion

I cry out to God

Be with those inside

Give them strength to do what's right

Help their will and yours coincide

I sit back and sigh

For pray is all I can do

Then a still voice speaks

To my heart with a word from You

"My grace is sufficient

I am strong in their weakness.

Be at peace, My son,

And rely on My omniscience."

And so I followed

The words in my heart

And know that prayer

Will be my part

But the Lord does provide

And time is no limit

For in reality His will

Was facilitated by His Spirit.

Beautiful Morning

The night was long
Full of dreams unfulfilled
Fears and sadness rule the night
From which my soul is heavily chilled

And when I wake
To the healing morning light
I find that a part of me
Is still haunted by the night

I long for that piece to fall away
And I try to make it die
But in my strength I cannot do it
No matter how hard I try

Instead You must come
And turn my night to day
You must heal these nightly wounds
And keep my fears at bay

So I will praise Your name
Even in my tears and sadness
For You will come to wipe away
And turn it all to gladness.