I SMILE, I CRY

Don’t care! I say
When you question my day.
I smile, I cry
Back and forth I don’t deny.
My heart, my mind
At war with the tide.
Tossed and thrown
Wanting peace I groan.
Yet I don’t care! I say
As you send laughs my way
At least I’m working
Through ache that’s hurting.
Thoughts come and go
I fight the truth I know,
God is working in me
Wrestling my heart free.
So I don’t care! I say
I close my eyes when I pray
Never minding the chatter
That envelopes me as you gather.

Copyright 2018

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Author: grantedgrace72

You need to know me? I am an old youth. Late to grow. Yet grateful of the time given by the Lord. Under His watchful eye, I am redirected, chastened, and chided. My heart is fragile, broken, and a work in progress. The Lord delicately puts me together as if mending glass. My pieces are not visibly shown. Hurt words leave my mouth, the sharp edges of my broken glass; though my heart speaks a different beat. A common factor in our time. My ways have sent me astray from the Lord’s path. I am no different than you. The Lord uses His timetable, methods, and avenues to lead us back to Him…if we will listen. Heavenly Father, Open my ears to hear Your gentle voice. Soften my heart so that I will heed Your words. Guide my feet so that I may walk in line with Your will. In the name of Jesus I pray, Amen! PhotoCredit: https://goo.gl/images/ShgvmP