Jitters
I’m getting all set to read a poem at church.
Fighting feelings similar to what I had in high school giving an oral report, when
I prayed that my constitution would fail me and I’d pass out in front of
everyone, but no, I was too healthy. No, it’s not that bad, as a senior citizen,
standing in front of a loving congregation. I just need to convince myself that
my words are worthy to read as an act of worship to a wonderful God, that they’re
not just a bunch of fluff, and that God is in them and able to speak to the listeners.
After all, He did use a donkey to convince Balaam not to curse Israel, He can
surely use my poem.
Fighting the jitters
Setting my mind on the Lord
Ahhh, He brings sweet peace!
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