I deal in hope : Carolyn R Scheidies

Poetry My Choice

I hear His voice

Softly, still and small.

But only distantly

Through the haze of my busy daily time

No longer easy to hear

Faint

Muted by schedule, worry, fear,

Insistent like some persistent fly

He speaks

Breaking into my days

Offers a choice

To listen, heed, follow

To life, to peace

Takes time. Takes effort…

Easier to tune out the voice,

Tune out Creator Lord who calls,

From a heart of love,

My way, my time,

No time, I plead,

Turn away from He,

Only true source, of life,

Of light…

Swapping eternity for dross.

He doesn’t force or restrain.

He loves.

And I, by doing nothing,

Choose.

Come unto me, all you that labour and are heavy laden,

and I will give you rest. –Matthew 11:28

By Carolyn R Scheidies

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