by Pat Severin
Dear Lord above, forgive my doubt, my confidence is waning. I’m dealing with so many things, it’s not that I’m complaining… Ah... yes, I am, I’m overwhelmed; it’s more than I can take. With work and home both needing me, what I need is a break! I’m pulled in every way but mine, and no one gets my best. It just occurred to me, right now, that this might be a test! And if it is, I know I’ve failed to do the best I can; I’m lucky if I’ve even passed, You see the wreck I am. Exhausted, hardly functioning, I’ve let my whole world down. My job is so demanding that I feel as though I drown! My family gets the part that’s left, and that’s not fair to them. Your Word, You say, has answers, Lord, so tell me, where’s that gem? Where is it, what’s the book, what page? I guess I’ll look in Psalms. Where is that one, that verse she loved, that favorite one of mom’s? I wonder why that came to mind, my mom’s been gone for years? Psalm 46 verse 10, right here... so tell me... why these tears? “Be still and know that I am God.” That’s it! Oh, I remember… How she would steel herself away, she used the word surrender... Describing how she needed time, some time spent on her own. She told us that she loved us all, but had to be alone. Then mom would take her Bible, go upstairs and close the door, And later, when she’d prayed with us, seemed calmer than before. Funny how some memories you thought were tucked away Can spring up when you least expect, but you’re so glad they stayed. Till now, I never thought she felt that life was too demanding. Could she have been a lot like me, in need of understanding? Mom needed answers, so she’d go to the only place she could, She’d go into Your Word, Dear Lord. My mom was kind and good. Now, could it be You’ve given me this memory to recall Which led me to Your Word again, so I’d release it all... And find some peace and quiet, too, from all life needs from me? Here in these moments spent with You, your answer’s clear to see. Help me “Be still” so I can hear Your Word that speaks so clearly. Just like my mom, I’ll come to You, I’m loving You, so dearly. I’ll close, Dear Lord, with thanks tonight for showing me the way To find the peace I need so much. How clever You conveyed… The answer for this stressed-out mom and showed me how to cope. When my demands prove way too much, Your Word gives me some hope. I’ll find a quiet place to go, like my sweet mom would do, And there I’ll pray, hear Your Word say, the words that come from You. Amen.
Pat Severin is retired Christian school teacher who has served her Lord in many ways. These include school, church and teen ministry and her current personal ministry, creating cards that include her original poems of encouragement. These she sends out weekly to those going through difficult medical issues. She contributes regularly to her online blog, Poetically Speaking, which she began in 2008, and has self-published a number of poetry collections.