As I stare
At this
Blank screen
Pondering
What to say
I’m reminded
That my words
Are Your words
And you waste
Not even one word
As I wonder
If what is written
Makes a difference
Or matters
Even after
All these years
Then I remember
You love me
Even if
Nothing was ever written
But You must desire
That I continue
Because each day
Something gets written
And You allow
Others to benefit
A bowl of cereal
Worship music
And a calming mind
As I focus
On what
I can
And leave
What I cannot
On this day
Of rest
May I truly
Rest in You
A pigskin
Some coffee
And a cool Saturday
Sounds blissful
To me
My dears
Lord
The prayer
Is this
Be with me
And fret not
Even when
I can’t see
The outcome
The way
It is
To go
The coffee beans
Are my
Wake up call
This morning
The bed was
Just too
Appealing
This morning
Breathe in
And out
And move
Steadily
Not with
Reckless abandon
And carelessness
