27.8.1989.
I sighed and longed for solitude;
for time to be alone.
I yearned for time to think and pray;
for quietness I'd known.
I snatched some moments here and there,
but they were not enough.
Yet in my longing for more time
I heard Your soft rebuff.
Somewhere amidst my longing
I slipped to selfishness;
And when I had the chance to serve
there was unwillingness.
You showed me that those things that make
one sigh for solitude
Can be used for a greater good
to mold my attitude.
Those times are chances to deny;
be freed from more of self.
The longings in themselves are good,
but I was full of self.
I revel in the times You give
to be alone with You.
When it's not there I'll not protest,
but rest in what You'll do.
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