Saturday, April 20, 2013

Abba Father

Silently sipping tea
Sitting on a good friend's couch
The sound of fingers on a keyboard
The hum of laptop fans
The whir of the heater kicking on
Just Oli and I
She's doing homework
I pray and I write
In her kitchen, where her couches reside
Thoughts and feelings
They buzz around my mind
Endlessly going in circles
Confusion and choices yet undecided
Who knows what the future holds in store?
Who knows what comes next?
Who knows what I should do?
Who knows what I shouldn't do?
The I remember
I remember the one with answers to every question
The one who has it all planned out
And it all fades away
Peace covers me where once fear stood firm
Comfort surrounds me where confusion took hold
He is good, he is pure, he is love
My Abba Father