Beside still Waters
walking along the narrow line of sand
ocean waters still
all the way to vanishing point;
early spring sun luxurious on my face.
this day a gift at close of Lent
the stillness outside in nature a relief
from the turmoil within.
I am painfully aware how little I trust
anyone. let alone You.
after all the love You have shown strong
down the years of my life;
I yet falter.
I am still so much the child,
nine years old again
when the porcelain shattered
and I determined to take care of myself.
here, at the close of Lent I revisit
the wilderness within
I reach to place my hand in yours.
come, oh do come with me
to see in those darkened places
the thread that led me to you.
“my song is Love unknown, a Savior’s love to me
love to the loveless shown, that they might lovely be.
oh who am I, that for my sake,
my Lord should take frail flesh and die”.