With all that is going on, peace is what I need in me right now. Fear is the mind-killer. Wisdom is His, not mine. I have to give Him praise for even these unseen things. Maybe my little world is changing. Maybe it isn’t. I don’t think I’m even wise enough to know that much.

So I pray for Your guidance, o Lord. I ask for Your peace, Your grace. Let my love be. Let it be just like yours. Let me show it and it be without reproach. I’m a cracked vessel, but You told me You will use me anyway. That’s more honor than I deserve, more grace than I know how to ask for. More than I can grasp with this tiny mind.

Make me the husband and father I need to be.

Psalm 23

The LORD Is My Shepherd
A Psalm of David.
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness
for his name’s sake.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies;
you anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life,
and I shall dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.

Detained

Let loose this graveyard in my mind
Or, forbid, let it become and I recede

Let these tears flow in rivers
Or vanish into the desert forever

Let the prints of my fingers weld to the rails
Or pry them and lift me into the wind

Whisper me the secret of your stifling shadows
Or mute my ears until I hear not even my own breath

Cleanse me from my depths
Or fling me into them with no tender

For this is emptiness
Or pregnant mystery

As I wait
For this child
This fade
This curtain closed

Or pulled back
Take my silent prayer
Or I roar in terror