Coming Home

Coming Home
3/24/13

Don't leave me now, we've just begun
there's so much still to learn.
Your presence is needed, craved, invited.
In you I find healing.
Rest.

Together with you my worries fade
into the shadows of the night.
My mind is free, open, confident.
Doubts have no dwelling.
Trust.

Yet when I return, I worry that
your voice will become faint.
Can I keep this gift we've got
even in the rainy weather?
Believe.

Breathing deeply, I remember
your promise is true and lasting.
I cannot rely on my own power
but you, my strong Redeemer.
Surrender.

So when life gets loud
and other voices vie for my affection,
I'll remember this time of renewal and peace
and grasp tightly to your hand.
Faith.