~by Elizabeth Lapp
“'What aileth thee, Hagar? fear not; for God hath heard...'” Genesis 21:17
Self-pity is a pitfall for anyone in a crisis. At first it feels like a cozy blanket,...
“And he said unto them, Come ye yourselves apart into a desert place, and rest awhile: for there were many coming and going, and they had no leisure so much as to eat. And they departed into a desert place by ship privately.”
“Come away,” it seems I can almost hear God’s voice, full of welcome and desire for fellowship. In the quietness of coming away I write a little song to share with Him.
When the busyness of life
Knots and tangles into strife
When my hurried frenzy robs my quiet heart
Then a whisper comes to me
From the heavens I can see
And my God calls me to come away, apart.
Let me pour my grace upon you for your stay
Let me show you my rich love for you today
When I grieve the loss of friends
And my journey twists and bends
When life causes deep confusion to the core
Then I hear a gentle sigh,
Coming to me from on high
And my God calls me to come away once more.
When I’ve lost my heart’s desire
And my feet are stuck in mire
When my heart cries out in loneliness and fear,
Oh, I feel a tender touch sever despair’s awful clutch
And my Father gently whispers “I am near.”