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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