Sunday, October 16, 2011


I ache to hear Your whisper,
But my fear shuts You out.
I cannot help but wonder
How all this has come about.
I've wandered and I've waited,
And now I'm feeling tired.
My thoughts are on my troubles
When they should be reaching higher.
I know You hold my every thought.
I am cradled in Your palm.
I try to understand Your plans,
But my perspective is too small.
I'm young. I don't know many things,
But You've known since the start.
So break apart my every fear.
It's You who's won my heart.
Emily Whelchel

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