April 24, 2012

When all my thoughts seem to swirl with turbulence within my soul
And I cannot stand upon all I thought so true and dear,
It’s then I turn to My Beloved Jesus…
With all my cries for help~~
And all my flowing tears~~
With all my heart.

Jesus, You are My truth
You are My calm
You are My clarity in all
I throw myself at your
Nail-scarred feet.

Have mercy on me
Have compassion on me
Break through to the deep of the deeps of my being
And meet me there and soothe
My troubled soul.

In the secret place where your light shines brightly
On all my dark spots and varied questions,
You show me the straight path…always
You are so committed to being personally faithful
As NO OTHER.

I embrace your love
And I know your heart
Is good and pure
And strong…
You incline yourself toward me.

The clear and plain path comes to me
And opens up to such Beauty~
Is it the answers to all my questions?
Is everything fixed up now, Jesus?
Will it ever seem to all “fit together”?

I perceive You have a higher calling for one such as I
Who is also acquainted with grief and sorrows and sadness.
You embrace all of me~all I’ve suffered~
All I’ve needed forgiveness for~
All the ravages and effects of my poor soul,
Which is precious in your sight.
You assure me that I am in the center of your vision
As You have lovingly worked in me through all.

And I am learning to draw closer
To come deeper~
And receive a richness in You that I yet long for
In our relationship.
To see your radiant beauty
Calling me to trust, yet more
I, too, am called to bring glory to my King!

You truly are in loving charge of every part of me,
That wondrous tapestry of life
With all it’s unexpected twists and turns,
It’s swirls and bumps and bruises and
Pain and fears and terror and …
You are not ashamed of your sufferings and
You are not ashamed of mine as well.

Yes, it is all mysterious
For if you weren’t a Mystery,
Then You would not be the Living God of the Universe!
I thank you again for everything and all
Which You have used and yet use to perform your own
Marvelous wonders of transformation…
That I may become yet another trophy of grace.