The Rue

 May the peace  You offer  Be mine Ever thine  Ever mine

 The crisp  Morning wind  Is caressing  The skin With a  Peck on the cheek  And a warm  And lovely  Embrace that  Lingers and leaves Humanity with  A smile

 Lord Stillness  Evades this Weary soul As Your Word Is truth  Just wondering  When It’ll happen for me  Until then  Jesus may  Your goodness  Draw me In to A deeper  Relationship  With You

 Fall Friday Enjoying a cup of Of strong coffee  A croissant  Magazines  And stilled silence 

 Rainy days Mirroring Autumn  The beginning of A cozy feeling  Desired all Year long

 Rise up Give God The Glory  And leave  Worry  At Your Feet 

 In the Presence  May Your  Love be As evident As the hour I first believed 

 Joy Is in  The flower That blooms Without fear  Of withering 

 Sit In the stillness  And let  The Lord  Be who He is Not who I’ve made  Demands of Repeatedly 

 Let me  Not grumble  As I heal May your  Joy and peace surround  My being 

 The joy of  The Lord Is found In the Wind swept tresses Of the leafy Forest Salvation Is found In the bird’s  Melodic song And peaceful Harmonies

 Back with  Fresh perspective  And hope  Ready  To meet  The new day

 Out of town  Soaking up  The sun Before  Autumn returns 

 Sliding into  The day As the moon Still greets me Freedom  In the footsteps  One after another  Showing me faithfulness  In steady Motion