I Wiggle And Squirm

As I endeavored to sit quietly and listen to what God is saying to me...my monkey mind swings from one illogical notion to another.  I fumble through the rosary in a mindless mouthing of words, losing my place and restarting the repetitious prayers numerous times. 

Help me Lord to be still and listen...for here I sit with pen and paper ready to record what you tell me…yet no words are heard.

Dear Lord Jesus,

Here I sit/ I wiggle and squirm

Hoping your words/ will confirm

My longing for direction/ on my sojourn

In this I pray/ for the long term.

Thank you, Lord/ for putting up with me

Your love is unfathomed/ how can that be.

What You have done/ I can clearly see

The ultimate act/ just for me.

All I have/ is a humble Thank You.

That can never repay/ all that you do

Please pour out your grace/ upon me…a sinner

So I might run the race/ with you…a winner.

Amen.