Prayer of the Overachiever

Can you hear your own heart beating
As you stress upon your bed?
Does the sound of the life coming
Drown the music in your head?
Can we worship in this moment,
Can He stop us, show us how?
Total freedom to be joy-filled
Just today, just for this hour?
Not connected, not dependent,
On the future’s say or power;
Can the knotted neck relax
And the breathing gently slow-
And that armor saved for battles
Be set down so we can dance?
God, I’m full of the foreboding
Of a thousand could-go-wrongs
Overwhelm the fleshly chanting
With your own, sweet “Trust Me” song.
Lord, I trust you with my hope-to’s
And I give to you my have-to’s
And that deadline and those totals
And the list and all those hours.
I will trust the track I’m on is
Your idea or I’d be
Gently guided to another where
Your grace abounds for me.


Copyright Trina Holden May 2011