I’d like to say that I had clear answers
to the prayers I’ve prayed as of late
I’d like to say I knew for sure the way you want me to go
I wish I could be sure of which one was the open door
I long to hear your say about this inner debate.
The words swim through my mind
As I fall more and more behind…
Yet, you promise your presence.
You say that the same power in this Jesus
lives in me
What am I missing?
There is still loathing in my bones
wrapped in love
There is still anger welling up
swirling in the blood
mixed with hope
There is still a question
hanging in the balance.
Lord, I need you
to be free
your word for me
End the debate
here and now.
I trust you won’t be late.
PS It’s National Poetry Month and I wrote 5 little reasons Why I love it!
FYI, I tend to think about poetry and write in stanzas frequently. It’s kinda like a cross between therapy and breathing form me. Happy Friday!