All is silent, and all is still, sitting at my desk to study your word.
Outside my window the trees shake, fighting against the breeze,
rain sweeping across a bleak darkened sky, wet and gloomy, a sad looking sight.
Yet in my room, there is calmness and peace, the bible is open, an aching need...
to read through the scriptures, to seek for the truth, to know of Your mercy,
Your love and outreach.
How lucky am I to know of Your love, to know you are with me and by my side -
whether doubtful or worried, sad, hurting inside, or joyful and happy
and reaching for the skies.
The flickering of my candle and the scene outside speak of Your Spirit's
transforming power, constantly working hour by hour - moving and shaking,
creating, restoring, the light in the darkness, the way, truth and life.
A gift freely given, if we choose to decide to seek You and love You
with open hearts and minds.
I thank You for this moment, to reflect and unwind, to listen intently for Your
voice in my mind, to carry You with me, to follow, and rise, to speak of the
gospel to whomever I find.
It is still quite silent, and still here inside, but empty thoughts are far from
my mind. I am filled with gladness, love and delight, for I can feel Your presence,
my everlasting light.
© Stephen Allen Dec 2021
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