Sometimes I’m lost,
But you stay near me,
I can’t see you,
But you are here.
Never leaving my side
Choosing to be present always
My faith that of no mustard seed
No mountains moved
Moved by faith size of dust
Just when I think I’ve lost hope
Raising me out of my shadows
My God I can only know you in glimpses
Glimpses of bright light to my life
How I wish I could see your face
How I wish you could just tell me what to do
How to be.
But you do speak to me in those times.
Through the mouths of a children
And some adults in childlike thought
Today I feel it
I woke unsure
I can not know always where you lead
But, I wake daily
Eden all around me
I turn to that tree, and I make my list
I know all.
Stumbling from one step to the next
I wonder have you left me
Why is it so hard
Earthly struggles of ADD and Vertigo
Bring me achy joints
Leaving the list briefly
I walk in trust and light
The list the needs they happen
All that is necessary happens
The older I get,
The less I trust my body,
My mind stronger than ever
My body stumbles
But, like a toddler I look forward
In looking forward I trust
My steps are sure.
In maturity we learn to watch our steps
A truly senseless faithless act.
Fear motivated, we watch the ground.
True balance is found in looking forward, in trusting and stepping.
Ironic that vertigo.
Teaching me to walk again.
I walk with joy, occasionally stumbling,
My eyes forwardly focused
I wish for clear steps and clear paths
Since I can not look down
But, that’s not life.
life’s paths are both cluttered and cleared
So dear vertigo I must walk with my maker
Every day everywhere
Vertigo I curse you daily,
This cursed illness of equilibrium distortions teaches me trust.
You remind me to lie down in green pastures already prepared
Without shame I rest frequently.
And, you teach me vertigo,
To be open to God’s plans as I stumble
A child does not stop walking after falling
I am a child of God
There are KTape and Chiropractors for oversized kids with aches and bumps
I keep walking forward
The faith of a dust cloud
Maybe a molecule,
You grab my hand and lift me higher than I ever knew
You take the dizzy woman, body weak from grief,
You bless her with wholeness,
I am yours my God.
Walking with thee,
I will find my way
Speaking and listening
Speaking and listening
My Lord, My Guide
My spiritual comfort
My Great Ultimate Counselor
My love for you beyond the pale of life
May I honor you, may you never let go of my hand,
Or I of yours.
Let us walk, as Christ taught me,
Wild and free of earthly vanity
Into a place
A place of life
An Eden with no Apple
Listening, and you with me
That’s where I want to be
Walking forward not fearing my steps
That the life I choose to lead, only with your help.
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