My Journal Is For the Lord
Somehow writing to You, Lord
makes it all seem perfect;
while I write, You tell me
the way You want things to be.
Sometimes You can show me
how things look to You,
just a little bit anyway,
I have to stretch to see.
I like sharing with You
all the things I want to do
while You make suggestions
I never have thought of.
I don't hear Your voice
really, though somehow
I know what it is You tell me
even without seeing it.
Only You know how to do that!
Sheila Kathryn Barrera
http://www.myspace.com/sheila_kathryn_barrera
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