Screaming Frantically Busy

Screaming, 

frantically busy, 

circling myself with the same thoughts 

and questioning my priorities; 

physically and mentally unable 

to sort through all this traffic.  

~

I plead for something

 or somewhere 

to come so that I can rest 

in wisdom’s safe whispers.  

Longing for a song 

that holds a fascinating note 

for such a long time, 

it captures all my attention 

and I stay my ear upon its lift.  

Only to take my eyes off its colorful strength 

to look about me 

that I might share what I hear with another.   

So hungry for this mystery of peace 

that I confidently spend all I've got 

to find it.  

For I heard, 

I heard Word say 

that I follow into the keeping 

of the power of His life 

that guards me from temptations.   

I reach in, 

to the decision 

to lean toward my fight against temptations, 

as my heart surrenders 

to love that harmonizes with each pitch 

of the song it sings over me.   

For I sleep with eyes wide open 

in regret; 

so sweet Jesus I pray Your Prayer, 

I enter not into temptation 

 and plead I be delivered 

from the evil one.  

Identifying with Word’s prayer 

in the garden, 

as He requested His followers 

to not sleep, 

not grow weary, 

not forget the hour is of high importance, 

pray 

that I not enter into temptations.  

Lord, keep me; 

keep me and my children 
high above the enemy’s reach 

and safely fixed on You.  

The exuberance of one look, 

catching a sketch 

of a Jesus concept, 

a pattern of walking with Father guidelines; 

guides me through 

tremendously threatening smoke of my enemy.  

Find me asking Poppa, 

find me praying, 

“lead me not into temptation, 

but deliver me, my children, 
my family and friends
from the evil one…!”

For Jesus' last teaching before being

taken by those Father had set to 

fulfill His death and cross...

"Watch and pray,

lest you enter into temptation."