My Muddled Mind

Muddled thoughts
confused, chaotic
ever churning night to day

Their origin
their destination
It seems I cannot sway

Yet El Roi
the God who sees me
invites me to come and pray

He knows each thought
each crazy fear
won’t leave me in dismay


I haven’t been writing much lately. Can’t quite pin anything down. But it’s Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub so I decided to check out the Quadrille prompts that I’ve missed and write one for OLN.


I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


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    • Yes, that’s so true. My routine was changed at the beginning of April and it affected my prayer time. It took me awhile to realize just what a bad idea it was to not immediately find an alternate time to speak to God about the things on my heart.

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