Thursday, January 30, 2003

Thank you for the bell, my Father

Thank you for your providence Father,
and for bringing a friend to me.
with a constant ring into my ears,
reminding me that i am not alone.

Standing by me in the stormy weather.
that the impact of distress is reduced.
Listening to me patiently.
that I can have some release.
Seeking to understand me.
that I may not feel abandoned.

Thank you Father for the wonderful gift,
and also for being my comfort.

(This entry is written
in acknowledgement of my El Shaddai
& dedicated to Tammy Song)

My source

Father you are my source,
where i draw comfort from.
where my solution lies.

Father thank you for the bells,
where i draw support from.
where my understanding lies.

Father you are my refuge,
where i can run to in crisis
where nothing escapes you.

Father you know all things,
and you are in control.
and the ultimate source of my life.