Friday, August 3, 2012
Talking to God
Dear Heavenly Father,
You know the first word and the first thought of my day. The plans I make do not go unnoticed by you. In your divine way, you reshape them and mold them into what the day should be.
Today is like a thousand years to you. Take this moment and build my world around your will. You always have open arms for me. My response is to open my heart and let you have your way.
Speak to me and give me your words. What shall I write if not your heart?
You’ve awakened the desires in me; I wait for your words to start
In your arms is my place to be, it’s where I long to rest
I love to hear your heartbeat, with my ear against your chest
Your voice is gentle and resonates throughout my mind and will
It keeps me wanting to hear more from you, it keeps me perfectly still
I feel a tickle, a warm gentle breath that lands upon my cheek
Your joy is felt through my whole being,, I grin but I still don’t speak
As a child awaits a Christmas morn, I wait impatiently
That’s when I hear the holy laughter, and see you smiling at me
Your laugh is contagious and I take it within to hold throughout the day
It spills out at the strangest times as I hold onto it this way
Like a child carrying a bucket of water and racing down a hill
By the end of the day, the bucket is empty but I am laughing still
So, speak to me and give me more for I am waiting on you
Nothing is ever going to be as good, nothing else will do