ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Where is that peaceful, quiet place that you are longing for,

Is it in empty moments while waiting to do more,

Will you find peace and contentment among the birds that sing,

Or does is come in simpler ways, like watching them take wing,

God comes to us in many ways and most times when we’re still,

Just listen and you’ll hear His voice, through you He does His will,

He whispers when we are troubled, he soothes when we’re in pain,

You’ll see Him in His creation, His voice is clear and plain.

He’s in the heat of summertime, and when the leaves do fall,

When it’s cold and dark in winter, you’ll hear His personal call.

When spring’s refreshing waters wash most everything in sight,

You’ll hear His voice assure you of His overpowering might,

Within our busiest moments, we fold under the pressure,

He opens up His altar and He shares His greatest treasure,

Each moment He’s available to answer every prayer,

Just open up your heart to Him and He will be right there.

Dear Heavenly Father, peace is a word we rarely use in this world. The kind of peace that only you can give has been buried in the depths of people’s hearts. True peace comes from knowing that there is nothing we can do to control what happens in our lives. You are still in charge. I trust in your unchanging, constant, omniscient wisdom to carry us through each day and bring peace to all in need of it. I know you’ve got this. Amen!

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!