I’m always longing for Your presence, How do I manage to ever lose touch?

Did You take a step ahead of me and by my being distracted, I missed that much?

Are You patiently lingering around the corner? My heart burns as I realize the possibility, and I rush…

Rush to find, that place, my safe harbor, for without You near, I will not go farther.

Your presence is my peace, emphatically my decision maker.

The calm in the storm, You, Oh, Lord are my steady anchor.

No move I make without You, No desire I resist casting before You.

I trust and dream of only Your will for my life, Exponentially more than anything I could produce with selfish want-to, or strife.