How do you further rest
a body constrained, confined?
How can I still continual thoughts
racing through a brain-fogged mind?
My life lived slow as slow can be
due to chronic illness and M.E
It’s work sometimes to rise from bed
converse, listen to words being said
Yet I know space must be found
a clearing, sacred holy ground
Time as sacrificial offering
willingly yielded up to Him
A stilling of body, mind and soul
where brokenness can be made whole
Bringing the shards of a fractured life
laying down anxiety, worry and strife
So here I am, Lord, on this day
to freely give myself away
knowing You see my open heart
and lovingly care for every part
Desiring to enter a Sabbath rest
and live my life as You see best
I’m eager to listen and to hear
Lord, won’t You please draw near?
Grateful for words flowing today after a break where health has been more challenging than usual.
Linking with Jennifer Dukes Lee at The High Calling to share Sabbath stories. You are warmly invited to join in.