When You say Go

 

Each time I seek to hide away
I hear You call to me,
You have a task for me to do,
Somewhere I need to be.
 
I tend to try to be alone,
To hide from the world’s eyes,
But You know what is best for me,
Despite what I surmise.

 

I tend to panic, just a bit,
But I have learned one thing…
When You tell me it’s time to go,
I go with rejoicing.
 
I give the panic and complaints
Enough time to be heard,
Then send them off while I head out,
Grateful and undeterred.
 
I may come home a bit weary,
But I am so blessed, too,
For You trusted me to get done
What You sent me to do.
 
While I may hide out from the world,
I’m always in Your sight.
When You call me to stop hiding,
I dance, Lord, with delight!
 
Jeremiah 23:24
Can a man hide himself in secret places so that I cannot see him? declares the Lord. Do I not fill heaven and earth? declares the Lord.