What keeps an emotionally unstable youth from going for a reckless late night movie alone? Your staff o Lord. What keeps the anger down and selects choice tender words? What makes a heart invoke You in an unhappy conversation? Your staff, it leads me and comforts me.
Your rod will come soon. I know.
And who braves this in a cold winter's night? Who's struggling in the cold which invades the fingers which search Your word frantically even now? Who's clad in that jacket with a hood that is green on the underside? God if you glance towards Australia and see one such person, would you give her peace that I cannot secure? Would you comfort her, would you conjure happy memories? Will you call forth tears from her eyes, out from a rocky heart?
Would you just sustain us? Can you heal it as you did in the past? Can you make all things new again?
No I shall guard my heart for how else can I lead?
And yet to be a leader is to be lonely. Lord how shall I lead if You do not guide? Even so, bring her to our side... And someday purge this loneliness by making us of one mind, one hope and one flesh.
I don't have more to say. I have these to pray. Reach her as she seeks, answer when she calls. I let it go.
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