Poem: In Your Leading Lord… (Faith In Things Unseen)

Be kind in your leading my Lord;

When I’ve watched the door open

and close, and open, and close, before;

Be tender with my faith, sweet Lord;

When so much is not spoken, not seen,

open to interpreting;

Be patient with my nervousness too;

For the winding path to your heart

Has oft been confusing and confused;

Be loving, my Lord, in your leading;

It is only your call on my heart

I will always be heeding;

Forgive me when silence upsets me;

I try not to long for some

Word or some sign;

Be kind in your leading my Lord ;

I doubt only myself.