Sunday, June 14, 2009

The Voice

Like the stillness of a river
His voice composed me
He whispered like the voice of the air
He stunned me...
I stopped and I listened
I couldn't move no more
He whispered in a sweet still voice...
"My child, be still, be calm...
I'll show you the way,
Follow me,
I'll show you the way,
To the everlasting peace,
To the everlasting joy,
Be still my dear child,
Be still."


  1. This poem was originally written on June 7th 2009 Sunday.
    I was sitting next to my student at the church. Pastor Porsak was preaching about SACRIFICE. He gave an example that reminded me when I was afraid..afraid to lose my job, afraid when my love ones got sick...just so many fears before.