Time Out
Jobs for the day
The list is long
Growing longer
Next on the list
Tidy the study
Soon…
I am surrounded by papers,
Loose pages flutter from an old journal
I often use pencil for…
Writing, Drawing
Doodling, Dancing across the page
The graphite lines have faded
I struggle to make them out
I know there is a message hidden here
I see enough to compel me so
But I cannot quite reach it
So often a Scripture captures me
In this way
The Fragrance of Meaning
Hidden within the Word
Lingers
Repeating
Ringing the chimes
And I believe God is Teaching me
Something
But I’m not quite getting it
I wrestle pressing in harder
But it slips further away
I begin to doubt
Stop
Time out
Spirit soothes
I close my eyes breathe Redeemer’s Name
Two pages had stuck together
They fall apart
Now I can see clearly all that’s written there
But I do not crave the note
More than the moment
I stay within the calm enjoying God
Soaking in His Peace
We walk in the garden
He reads my heart
Those concerns held there
He reads the Roll
Of loved ones I hold close
Those I would worry over
Things I am concerned about
The list of must do’s and oughts
He calms, reassures
I know all will be well
And when all is not well
He will guide me through
Reluctantly I move again
Into the day
After giving thanks
After writing thoughts down
After Praising the Giver of Life
For Loving me
For Finding me
For Calling me
For Time Out
With Him
Words and Photographs © Denise Stanford 2010
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