Like gnats about my mind
Shaded thoughts taunt and annoy
Pick and pry at common human vulnerability,
Until Scripture spoken, prayers whispered
And weakness bows before divine strength.
The Lord is gracious
The Lord is kind,
His kindness even melts into tears of compassion
As men and women struggle everywhere
Wrestle with conflicted human nature,
Are manipulated by the “Evil one”
“Predator lord” against the “self” within each
Winds that blow in all directions;
But the One on the Throne watches
Every detail held closely.
Yesterday while lying on a hospital bed
Prepped and waiting for eye surgery
Many sounds swirl about, many thoughts stream through
Then, a Presence sensed
The Holy One I love leaning near
An outline, a brightness and a vivid smile
Looking at me in assuring peace
Hovering as that “mother hen” over Jerusalem
Watchful, Lord of all care
His flaming concern for His own
Eternal passion for each one of us.
I see the smile in the gaze
And I quickly become a pool of quiet water,
My God who cares
My Lord who is always near;
His Spirit of truth drives away all religion
And remains close to His own
Flock of His love- those who truly know Him.