The days are flying by so fast
That I lose count of them.
They’re filled with hurry up and run,
With noise and with mayhem.
I’m finding that the crazy pace
Can take a toll on me
If I don’t stop and take the time
To seek serenity.
To find the place within the day
When all I hear is Him,
That moment when all of my stress
Fades softly, then grows dim.
So many things call out to me,
Demand my attention,
And each one holds the premise that
It should be the first done.
Yet I have come to understand
That the immediate
Is not always deserving of
The focus it may get.
So, I do what I need to do,
But I remember, too,
The one thing that still matters most
Is spending time with You.
Luke 9:35
And a voice came out of the cloud, saying, “This is my
Son, my Chosen One; listen to him!”
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