‘Cloistered’
Impatient, busy feet
cross the street from sunlight
to shade, preferring dark
in the shadowed cloisters
of their barren heart
They do not see You, still
and patient in their midst
Nor catch the uttered cry
light as butterfly wings
that sings into the air
already thick with Your words
Blind eyes and stone insides
remain mute to their touch
What will it take to make
a world awaken to
the wonder and glory of You?
©JoyLenton2015
Dear Father,
As the storms of life arise,
may we be cloistered within
your heart, kept safe and
sheltered within the calm blue
sea of your grace, held fast and
secure by the anchor of your
love and tethered to you by
faith and trust in Jesus
Christ our Lord
Amen
Friends, I’ve been cloistered inside for a few weeks, needing a time set aside for necessary recuperation and rest. And I want to say how much I appreciate your kind thoughts, comments and prayers as I’ve been recovering some energy.
I’m slowly discovering there’s no safer place to be than in the shadow of God’s wings. May you also find the help, support and comfort you need during your own seasons of withdrawing unto Him.
“He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall remain stable and fixed under the shadow of the Almighty (Whose power no foe can withstand). I will say of the Lord, He is my God; on Him I lean and rely and in Him I (confidently) trust!” ~ Psalm 91:1-2 (Amplified)