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Requiem for Living NDR

The Horse -unknown author

 
Where are the Words?
(written 2/08)


Take these feelings from my heart

Let them flow onto this paper into words for all to understand

 

Sometimes the words come easy and I can write until days end

Then there are times like these when the words get tangled up deep inside myself

I feel them lurking beneath the surface just outside my grasp

My thoughts seem clear and made perfect sense as they ramble through my mind

But when I read the words I wrote, there is no flow to their tide

The words come fast or sometimes slow

Hard – then soft – no way to know

One moment they seem to ebb and then suddenly they flow


I take a moment to contemplate the predicament I’m in

There has to be an answer as I like things black and white

When I say yes – then I mean Yes - My no – it always means No

 

So sitting here without a concrete answer is driving me insane

I stop and ponder once again

The answer’s somewhere close at hand

If I could clear the clutter from my thoughts I think I’d understand

 

Suddenly it hits me – just like a wave from the ocean

Life isn’t meant to be static – It’s changing constantly

 

Our lives are like the sand upon the beach

Sometimes we sit idly by surrounded by our friends

Other times we feel all alone

That’s when we hear the oceans rumble and realize life could take us for a bumpy ride

But when the storms of life come crashing down on us

Instead of thrashing wildly about and risk tumbling into despair

It’s time to calmly take a deep breath and ride it out

 

How can I say this when life’s waves are crashing all about?

Because I know without a doubt that God is on my side

I know that soon the wave will disappear and I can come up for some air

And when I reach the surface God’s Hand will reach for me

He’ll gently lift me from the sea and place me firmly on the ground

 

So now I know the answer and I’ll share it with you now

Anytime you need someone there – just call upon Your Friend

Jesus knows just what we need and we never need to worry that our words won’t get to Him.


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