"None of us hears God perfectly."
~ Alan Wright
I’m listening,
But did I hear You correctly?
Quietly I sit
Alone on the front pew
Waiting
For the word of instruction
That I am to obey.
Or I lay
Eyes open in the darkness
Of my room
Listening
To hear Your voice calling me.
Tell me my next step.
(This way . . .)
Give me my orders.
(Do this . . .)
How do I obey?
(Watch Me . . .)
I hear,
And I obey.
My willing heart will follow
Orders,
Instruction,
Direction.
But there comes a time
When I wonder
If I heard You correctly.
I know
None of us hears God perfectly,
But was I even close?
In my zeal
To do the right thing,
Any right thing,
Did I rush headlong into a plan
Born in my own mind
Rather than
Whispered into my heart?
Help me
To know when I have heard
Your voice.
When I obey,
Follow,
Execute a plan,
Help me
To know that I have heard
And understood
So I won’t hesitate
To move at the sound of Your voice.
"Eyes open in the darkness/Of my room/Listening." That describes much of the praying I do these days. I used to pray on my knees until a few years ago. I needed a break in the formality, I suppose. Now, my prayers blend into dreams and my dreams into prayers.
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