Sleep
Slips
Stumbles
Strays
Let me trust you
More
Author and perfector of my faith
In peace I will lie down and sleep,
for you alone,
Lord,
make me dwell in safety.
Psalm 4:8
Elusive
The Way
The bridge
Now rickety
Crocodiles snap
I cling to You
Jesus
I cling to You
Repose
Waiting by the water
You whisper my name
I am here
I am here
I am here
Bitter Cup 2.0
Drink the biting cup
Choke and swallow and welcome
its sting
The worthless made worthy in suffering
Bitter made sweet in
the dark desperate despairing dungeon
Fermented
(but not to violent vilified vindictiveness)
Remade
Reborn
New wine
Good wine
Pure
Drink it all
Drink it all
And live
A good Malbec or a nice
Chardonnay maybe
(not out of a box)
If
If I let You
Order the day
Order my mind
Order my soul
Things go
Better
Smoother
Easier
My heart doesn’t pound so
My mouth doesn’t snap so
My mind doesn't race so
As Eugene Petersen rendered so wonderfully well
I walk in the
Unforced rhythms of grace1
Who wouldn’t want this Poppa
Who
1. Matthew 11: 20 - 30 The Message
Let
“Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful.” Colossians 3:15 New International Version Open the door Just a crack And let it in (You can do it) Jesus Your peace will permeate If I Let it If I Accept it If I Receive it If I Ask If I Rest If I Stop Your (the real deal no cheap facsimiles because no dollar store junk will cut it ) Peace Peace within me Peace around me Peace above me Peace below me Peace beside me Peace to guide me It’s there for the asking Let His peace Rain/Reign Over Me Thank You (let: verb: not prevent or forbid; allow)
Dial In
Dial in Attune Your ears Your heart Your mind Your soul Your spirit To Me Follow Me In the big In the little My voice Is the only voice That matters Really
Your Peace
Your peace Nascent in me Elusive That’s not on You Poppa You stand ready Always To give it It’s me (actually) Who needs To stand still Long enough To receive it Your peace
Your Voice
What do You have in mind today Poppa (for me) What’s on Your heart That’s the most important thing (isn’t it) Your plans (not mine) The calendar is Yours to fill So In Jesus name I now silence every voice But Yours Yours is the only Voice I want To hear What do You have in mind today Poppa I’m listening To You
Too
You're not enough You’re too much You’re too young You’re too old You're too sexy You're too plain You know too much You know too little You’ve got two x’s You should have one y You don’t fit in You’ll never fit in Unless we say you do (and we won’t can't don't) Jesus Jesus Jesus Help me crawl into our Poppa’s lap I need to hear Him say again You’re my child Too And I made you Just so My child My child My child
Colleen R. Jantzen 