JESUS

This time I scream it with more conviction

I say it like a child yells at their mother when hungry, in need, in danger.

This time no words, but comfort comes.

I catch a glance of a small vine, connected to an oak tree, hanging on for dear life.

Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness and all other things shall be added unto you.

I thought I was doing that, Dad?!

“What do you want from me?” I screamed.

The wind slapped me across the face

Tears began to fall

I can’t do this, Lord.

I’m not strong enough,

I don’t understand what you want.

Then I heard in my spirit, “Peace be still.”

“Lord, what do you need from me?” I whispered back.

“Peace be still.”

“Jesus,” I responded

“Peace be still….”

Silence.

Wind blowing, things falling apart all around.

Feet deep in soil

Tears falling

Weary

Peace be still