Immersed in a day-dream, dawdling…
Enjoying sunshine on my face…
Treating myself to a summer coddling;
Took for granted wind’s pace…
Not noticing the changed force blowing,
Or the storm beginning to race,
In my direction; fierce tornado growing!
A conflict I’m doomed to face!
My predilection to hide; silent groaning…
My fear with cowardice I lace!
Tremble! Lord, do you hear my moaning?
“Have you forgotten my Grace?”
“Courage, by My Spirit to you I’m loaning”
“My faithfulness, do you trace?”
Memories of interventions of past proving
His provision by saving Grace;
In the conflict, trouble, persecution shoving,
I will look in His beautiful face!
Spirit surge gives strength by divine loving!
Courage find in our Holy space!
Jesus, by faith into You daily, I am growing!
In You all I need to run the race!
Keep me sober, mindful of seed I’m sowing,
Trusting You to keep the pace,
Giving me protection despite my dawdling;
In trials be amazed by Grace!