Winds Are Blowing

The winds are blowing blowing briskly in my ear Thoughts of starting over somewhere far from here though this pains my heart... is it something I should do? Could this be why my feet itch? is it now the time to move? Just for once ... I’d like to stay in place to finish something and see it through rather than hear of another race one that will be started and then left behind just once Lord, can I reach the end and cross the finish line? Motivate, stir things up and then move on Is that all I am good for, I surely hope not I long to be a part of a mission that sees its results to be able to laugh and hold those close that we have touched It just seems that I am the one that is here for just a time to stir things up, and bring new thoughts then quietly move along Please Lord, find me a home where I can stay to finish out my days A place where I can plant my roots and a garden too to grow Let me watch as others watch babes grow and share in their gladness and woes for to me this is a richness of heaven on earth that only You can show