I sit by an open window.
Gazing upon the greenness of the fields and trees in view,
Feeling the cool gentle breezes brush across my face,
Listening to the sweet songs of the birds,
As I pour my heart out to You.
With all this the fiery darts compete,
Blinding me from the view from my window,
Distracting me from the comfort of the cool gentle breezes,
Drowning out the sweetness of the bird’s songs.
And the answers I seek don’t come.
I wonder how long must I wait?
Then the serenity of the view from my window,
The cool gentle breezes caressing my face,
The sweet songs of the birds blessing my hearing,
Awaken my senses.
It’s then that I see, feel, and hear Your voice,
Do not fret or worry, for I’m working on your problem.
While you wait, take comfort in the serene view from your window,
Relax as the cool gentle breezes caress your face,
Allow the sweet songs of the birds to calm you.
They are gifts from Me to you,
To comfort you while you wait!