I thank You today
for serenity I'm now receiving,
but like that rich young man,
I often go away from You grieving.
I can feel the effects
of life's exhausting past;
You ask me to leave all behind;
I cannot let go of what You ask.
I desire to give You
all an aching heart does possess,
but I must first return to a place
where a fear encounters its distress.
The fear that lingers
in this space of recognition,
now forms great walls of doubt,
bricks forbid Your admission.
Who am I called to be?
How do I rip through this mortar?
My child, tonight,
hold tight to My cross;
it will simply absorb it.
As you venerate Me there,
whisper the following words,
for I stand next to you, waiting
to be released from bound boards.
"Father, send forth Your Spirit;
help me to be a trusting child;
release me from doubts and fears;
pull forth from within
a lost youthful smile."
It is there you must rest;
I will find you along your path;
all will become revealed;
a child's heart
I am waiting...