Monday Missive #24

A Compass

A Poem: My Only Compass

You spread yourself
Across all You have created;
Cradling it in arms of affection,
That are wide as Yourself.
I reach out to You,
Fumbling in faith,
Trying to figure You out;
Trying to contain You,
Control You,
Compact You,
Into something finite,
Like me.

Most High God,
Let me live in Your vastness,
Enjoy Your beyondness,
Without charts or maps;
Letting you be my only compass.

A Prayer: Be My Guide

Lord, today I am scattered.
My thoughts, my feelings, my heart
Are all over the map of my life.
Help me focus;
Give me direction;
Be my compass,
Guide  me where
You want me to go;
Into the center if your will;
Into thoughts, words, actions,
That please you.
Guide me away from what I desire
Onto the path you desire.

A Passage: For Reflection

I will bless the LORD who counsels me- even at night when my thoughts trouble me. I always let the LORD guide me. Because he is at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
— Psalm 16:7-8 CSB