His Comforting Voice

"Stop the tears my child."
'I can't help but cry.'
"Your feelings aren't so mild?"
'Lord I feel as if I die.'
"What's the cause of weeping?"
'I don't know what you want.'
"This Stops you from sleeping?"
'Yes, I feel as if you taunt.'
"What ever do you mean?"
'Lord, I stay aware and keen.
I ask you what you need,
Yet your map I can not read.
I want a path to follow,
You say you'll light my way.
Yet my path feels awfully hollow,
And all I do is stay.
I feel as if I'm stuck,
I can not seem to go.
I have no king of luck.
What you want, I do not know.'
"Child, you tell me you are lost,
And can not find your way.
You'll give at any cost.
No matter what you'll pay.
You just want my lead,
And indeed you'll follow.
But what is it that you need?
In pity you seem to wallow.
So stop the tears I say,
And listen to me now.
Go to seep and lay,
And dream of all the how"
I fell asleep that night,
Not knowing what I'll see.
I dreamt of all the right,
And what was going to be.
Not too deep in thought,
But enough to understand.
In that dream God taught,
And took me by the hand.
He simply said, "Dear child,
I truly have a plan.
My thoughts are not too wild,
And I know where you stand.
You stay still in place,
For its what I need from you.
You'll start to move in pace,
When my needs from you are through.
You are meant to help me here,
Where you feel so stuck.
But the next step is near,
I'll save you from the muck.
There is no need to fear,
But patient you must be.
I will always be right here,
And I'll show you what to see."
When I awoke from such a sleep I began to pray.
I did not weep I only spoke to softly simply say,
'I am so sorry lord of mine,
I doubted what you know.
I'll take your path and walk the line,
no matter the speed I go.'
I said amen and went my way,
In knowing God is here
He plans my path, and my day
And is always near.

My Life Path

    There is a path. It is the path of my life. It is a path The Lord is laying down for me brick by brick and I will follow it step by step. I will not hesitate or question its direction. It will be a dark and unknowing path but the lantern unto me feet will guide my way. The path will have its steep hills and its uncomforting drops.  At times it can get rough, yet others it will be smooth. Never the less, I know The Lord will never put me in harm’s way. My path will be safe. I will be faced with temptation as my path splits between Gods will and my own. I must ignore this temptation in knowing that my own path will have no lit lantern or Gods guiding compass.  If I do fall victim of this temptation I must ask for forgiveness and guidance. In doing so The Lord will forgive and guide me back to the path of riotousness. The path I am meant to live. My life.  For no matter how far astray I go or alone I feel The Lord will always hear my cry.

Worry List

     1 Peter 5:7-  "Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you." 

     Though there is no need I still, on behalf of being the human I am, worry. It isn't necessary to have the concerns I do. In all reality it shows my complete lack of faith and acknowledges my disregard to the promises God makes to his people. He explains that if we give our worries to him we will no longer need to think upon them. Even then I am awake in bed only to think of the concerns of the day yet to come. I ignore the day I was given. My worries fog my sense of understanding and clarity of my thoughts. It's as if they consume my mind creating virtually no room for outside ponders. I do not think back on moments that could make me smiles. I am not thankful I was given another day on this earth. I am thankful I made it through the day. It's as if the  days I live are achievements not gifts. Yet, is this the correct way to be thanking The Lord? I've just recently come to the conclusion if no. I take each day for granted because of the worries I have tomorrow. However, if I give God my worries then tomorrow will not be a day I try to make through. It will be a day I try to make last. I guess the point I'm trying to make here is, lay down your worries before The Lord for they are much too heavy to bear. And he, being the God he is, will pick them up.