7 years ago today….I wrote this poem. Interesting how cyclical our lives can be….and how the struggle of the past can comfort in the present. Different struggles, different part of the journey, same faithful God.
Pain finds its way in;
Worry pushes and hammers at the door;
Faithfulness quiets the noise.
Strength comes in the shelter of the Rock.
Trust fights back.
Sadness comes in waves, threatening to drown,
Peace that passes understanding reaches out and pulls the swimmer into the boat.
Voices scream out for attention, trying to distract the one on the journey;
ONE quiet whisper, “BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD.”
The battle is won.