May 4, 2020
Sometimes I long for days of old
When life fit nicely in a mold.
Will ordinary days return?
Can I adapt and change and learn?
At times my restless soul needs still,
Needs quiet time to know your will.
In this time before it’s day,
Before the sun has had its way,
I speak to you, my Lord, in prayer.
You listen Lord. You’re always there.
You know my needs. You understand.
Sometimes I sit, just hold your hand.
These times seem strange, not lived before,
I cannot see what lies in store.
When I’m disturbed by what’s ahead,
I rest in you, find peace instead.
You know the future and the past.
I trust you Lord. Your love will last.
I thank you Lord for peace you bring,
Refreshing water from your spring.
Thank you. I pray your friend is encouraged.
I just noticed the audio! What a great addition! Rich and I just read and listened to this and I’m going to pass it along to a friend that might be encouraged by these exact words.