Take a minute to listen to the audio of today’s post.
Heart pounding,
Blood rushing,
Breathless, gasping for air.
Chilled hands, clammy with unease,
While the sun blazes upon the carpet,
Still, I shiver.
I smile,
A serene calm gracing my face,
Words flow effortlessly from my lips,
Questions infused with knowledge and awareness,
Yet, my heart continues its wild rhythm,
Labored breaths persist,
Though chores get done,
I smile.
My voice remains steady,
Questions transform, tinged with anger,
Frustration and fear interwoven,
Anxiety and worry begging to be concealed,
Breathe, damn it, breathe,
Maintain the smile,
This, too, shall pass.
Faith,
A whispered scream in my mind,
Frail and weak, it seems,
Does it truly exist?
Where does faith reside?
A faith so small,
Does it possess substance?
Like a mustard seed, it lingers,
Doubts cloud my thoughts,
Have I failed?
Who shall come to my rescue?
Will He, the Divine, intervene?
Does He hear my cries?
Does He comprehend my plight?
Can He witness the pounding heart?
Can He sense the gasping breaths?
Does He truly see?
Oh, faith,
Once unwavering, now feeble,
Hear me, O Lord, As I struggle to breathe,
As I strive to maintain my smile,
Anxiety surges like relentless waves,
Fear invades my sleep,
Panicked breaths in the shroud of darkness,
Help me, O Lord,
Help us, O Lord,
Hear our cries.
This, too, shall pass,
What truly holds significance?
My Father in Heaven does,
His praise shall escape my lips,
In moments of despair, I seek His presence,
In moments of fear, I find solace,
Death holds no power over me,
Fear cannot control my soul,
Evil may assail, but my Father embraces me,
Guides me, keeps me safe.
Breathe calmly,
Draw deep from the well of my Lord, O my soul,
Be still in His divine presence,
When the heart pounds, turn to Him,
When the blood rushes, seek His solace,
When the cold grips, bask in His radiant light,
His glory shall prevail,
All I must do is be still.