Lord, you never
never
disconnected
from me.
It was I
who said goodbye
see you later
whenever I can figure out
what I’m escaping from
what I’m withdrawing
to avoid.
Nina, my silly, silly child,
trying to find answers
apart from me
author of the universe
lover of your soul.
How did you
think to disconnect
from me
when I indwell you
go before you
walk beside you
on your right hand
and your left,
when I protect
you from behind?
So my silence on written page
my reluctance
to open the book you’ve
already written to me
formed no barrier between us?
My love knows
no boundary.
I do not recognize
your disconnection.
Bring your questions
to me.
Though I may not answer,
you can trust me
to listen and love.
We will journey together
to your destiny’s end.
Along the way
you will fall more and more
in love with me.
Love is my desire for you,
not that you match your actions
to your own ideas
of what I want.
Walk with me
not by precept
but by proximity.
Set no standards for success
except our mutual joy.
I take your hand
my Lord.
My heart is yours.
I delight
in our dance.
Nancy Godfrey
June 25, 2006
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Your Word Lives
Your word
lives
my Lord
As I peruse
its sentences and paragraphs
chapters and books
you inhabit every syllable
you infuse every letter
of every word
with Holy Spirit strength
you create rhema words
that leap off the page
into the core
of my soul
The more I read your word
Abba-Father
the more it reads me
I find myself
in your writings
You tucked me
into every line
every story
every truth
Some days
when I open your word
it sifts my motives
challenges my thoughts
pierces my heart
I come away
exposed
wounded
torn apart
But because you energize
your word
with healing power
the pain is safe
When I am open
defenseless
naked before you
only then can you
reshape reform remake me
into the image
of the one
who indwells each segment
of your word:
Jesus.
Nancy Godfrey
Hebrews 4:12-13
February 13, 2007
lives
my Lord
As I peruse
its sentences and paragraphs
chapters and books
you inhabit every syllable
you infuse every letter
of every word
with Holy Spirit strength
you create rhema words
that leap off the page
into the core
of my soul
The more I read your word
Abba-Father
the more it reads me
I find myself
in your writings
You tucked me
into every line
every story
every truth
Some days
when I open your word
it sifts my motives
challenges my thoughts
pierces my heart
I come away
exposed
wounded
torn apart
But because you energize
your word
with healing power
the pain is safe
When I am open
defenseless
naked before you
only then can you
reshape reform remake me
into the image
of the one
who indwells each segment
of your word:
Jesus.
Nancy Godfrey
Hebrews 4:12-13
February 13, 2007
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introspection,
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