Saturday, February 26, 2011


Sometimes out there beyond my reach
Is something that escapes me.
It causes me to walk the floor
Wondering what I don't see.

It's like there's something I should do
But, don't know what it might be
And so, I go from here to there
Looking for the right key

To unlock the thing that's out there --
Maybe something I should do
And I would do it gladly --
This thing that really bugs me.

Instead I get so restless
Thinking I am missing something
That I bounce from here to yonder
And annoy those around me

While I never stop the searching
For this thing that I can't figure
That causes such disquiet
Way down deep inside me.


Plowing and Sowing said...

Maybe it is the seed that the Holy Spirit has been cultivating in you since your first trip to Kenya-
or maybe it just the unrest that you see around you in our broken world-
it could be God preparing your soft, pliable heart to transition into full time missions-
it could be the fact that you are just more sensitive to what could be or the vision of knowing that people need help and that there is only One Way for their problems-
A restless heart can be a powerful thing.

Chris McClure aka Panhandle Poet said...

Thanks Matt.