Friday, October 22, 2004


Sometimes I look for places to hide.
From the stress.
From the finances.
From the foolish flights of fancy.

Sometimes I look for place to cry.
To unburden my heart.
To lighten my pain.
To permit myself indulgent pity.

Sometimes I rage and regret.
I fail to understand and I am misunderstood.
I am tried and tormented.
I am hurting and unheard.

Thank God it's only sometimes.
Only sometimes that I forget.

Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed
Be of sin the double cure,
Cleanse me from its guilt and power.

Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone,
Thou must save, and Thou alone

Father, I think I need more reminders...sometimes.