The shower sessions
Where I let the water
Caress my aching muscles
And spend a few minutes
In repose
And reflection
Some days
Writing
Becomes
A blessing
And a burden
The feeling
Of needing
To deliver
Has left me
Depleted
And dejected
But then
I have to remember
What or who
Do I write for
Is it my own
Glory or His
If no fame came
To my name
For this gift
Would God
Still be well pleased
With me
And I have to trust
And believe
Without doubt
That He would
Search my heart
And motives
O Lord
Make me
The creation
The daughter
You know
And love well
Wishing you a wonderful weekend, Regine! :D
ReplyDeleteReflection is such a therapeutic thing. Missing you lovely - I hope you're well! (:
ReplyDeletexx
Lovely
ReplyDeleteWell said and written.
ReplyDeleteThanks for writing this. Many blessings everyday!
ReplyDeleteYour strength inspires, darling.
ReplyDeleteThx for believing in me, too. Love that poem!
xoxox,
CC
Good to read your words.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a peaceful weekend.
All the best Jan
Beautiful words.
ReplyDeleteGreetings
Happy Sunday, darling!
ReplyDeletexoxox,
CC
We don't have to be famous here on earth to always seek God and His will for us. Blessings, Regine!
ReplyDeleteAnything we write to glorify God is a good thing.
ReplyDeleteHave a beautiful week, Regine.
~Sheri
In this you are not alone. From time to time I need to step back, take a deep breath and refocus. We are not machines but flesh and blood. Even God stopped and rested on the seventh day after his work creating the heavens and earth. Dieng famous has it's own set of problems and setbacks. It is better to be as we are than to desire what will be stumbling blocks.
ReplyDeleteHugs and Blessings