August 2019 was a season of deep grief for me. During this time, the Lord repeatedly brought to my mind these words: Wait. Rest. Trust. This is one of my many wrasslin's with those instructions.
Like a chick
Nestled beneath
Its mother's warm wing,
I hide in Your shadow.
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"Wait. Rest. Trust."
Such simple commands,
So straightforward --
And so my unrest
Frustrates me.
Christ, have mercy.
Noises From the Machine
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