Breathless

What do I ask that is not envisioned

The heart of my own spirit fails to speak

Words that leave the tongue in indecision

A desire within the realm of the weak


Why do I question what can be conceived

By the response of the one called ruler

Is boldness permitted in time of need

Or possibility found peculiar


A spirit groans at the lack of command

Intercedes with courage in muted gaze

An understanding of the mighty hand

That accepts the fear of silent relays


He asks that I seek Him brave and reckless

And in response He renders me breathless


Romans 8:26-27 “Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.”

16 responses to Breathless

  1. Ally Bean says:

    This is a lovely poem. One that I needed to read today. So true this: “we do not know what to pray for as we ought.” A thought to ponder this week.

  2. JoAnna says:

    Beautifully written and deep with wonder. Sometimes I forget how much I don’t know, but I believe my best prayers are when I ask for guidance, wisdom and strength to be part of God’s plan.

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