My hope still lies
In heavens eyes
In Jesus looking down.
When trouble swirls
When darts are hurled
He makes each pain His own.
This heart will hold
Each promise told
And love He offers free.
So mind can shed
Its deepest dread
For His eyes rest on me.
2019 © Charlene M Campanella
It's time to release the
oars
and lay back.
Heart, mind, soul set adrift without sail
or compass.
Sublime surrender.
To cease to control the
currents that carry.
It's time to release and lay back.
Notice Peaceful when it's
there,
and
Calm.
To take comfort in the
gentle rocking.
Secure in His
presence.
It's time to release.
To look wide-eyed at the
beautiful glistening
on
the surface ahead.
To watch as the suns
brightness reveals truth.
And feel the warmth and
love.
It's time.
Feel the cool breeze and
soft rain
after the scalding has passed.
Wolves on the bank are
replaced by a clearing,
a meadow, a spring.
There is rest.
Each moments heals one hurt, then two.
A gentle strength returns.
Only then pick up the oars
without the thrashing
of before.
2015 © Charlene M
Campanella
RENEW
There
is no kinder place on earth
Than where I wait for You.
The
quietness I long to find
In You my peace is true.
The
decades lost in worried haste
The time I’ve left behind,
Lie
in the sea of selfishness
Cast far beyond my mind.
For
in my Potter’s loving hands
Each crack He gently smoothes.
To
change this willing vessel
To a child that he can use.
2015
© Charlene M Campanella
