Poetry

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His Arms of Tranquility


At times You seem so close
That I crave nothing more
Suddenly, my heart slams the door
Often when I need You most

I plead for You to speak
Of hope for a brighter tomorrow
I question the pain; the sorrow
That makes me feel so weak

I ask if You “really understand”
The fears; rejections; temptations
Often – feeling tested beyond limitation
You then remind me that You also were man

“My power works best in your weakness” – You say
As I beg for Your mercy and grace
Lord, I need a coach in this life’s race…
A narrow path to be guided by You, the Only Way

I realize that You have not created the doubts
Fighting to flood my mind
You are my gracious God – loving; gentle; kind
All-knowing of what my life is all about

You formed me in my mother’s womb
Assigning my life to Your plan
When my mind fails to understand
You draw me to the conquered tomb

Lord, help me to trust Your control
Through the suffering and pain
May my loss be only for Your gain
Composing my life’s objective to Your goal

I thank You for always being here by my side
Holding me in Your arms of tranquility
You keep knocking – even as I cling to the key
I can run, but from You I cannot hide

I repent for my will too proud; too strong
A fortified wall of my heart
Lord, empty me – tear my ways apart
Enable my spirit to dance Your song

Refine me to become Your prepared vessel
A beam of light during the storm
Flow through me to touch the poor; oppressed; worn
To one day worship in Your castle

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