Last Night Dream

They tell me I have no light and I live in diminishing faith,

Fear grips my heart, doubt carpets my mind,

I don’t sit with my Bible, nor many time I sit in prayer,

Church I don’t visit often, my life seems astray.

Trembling soul, cold and weak, dwindling might, I could hardly see,

I see my dusty strength scattered here and scattered there,

With my shivering hands I gather it from rusty floor,

That little strength that I am left with, seems not enough to fight.

I don’t sit in Church, for long hours neither do I pray,

I don’t talk in tongues, nor wise righteous word I display,

I don’t quote Bible in every word I say,

I am just someone who don’t know how to offer a perfect prayer.

All I know is I’m weak, I need His mighty strength indeed,

Day and night I say HELP is only conversation we have,

My heart needs Him every day, I know every day He has my back,

I know my trembling hands are whole again in His promised pact.

Last night as I laid myself, with questions as always,

This time the conversation was more than usual; help I say,

Not that I was with heavy heart, nor I was in pain,

Few drops of tears rolled out on my face.

I was confused to why and what that meant?

My fears seam to leave, my mind was at peace,

My heart was filled with undefined grace,

I felt the strength in me again, His light in that dark night embraced.

I know I am not right, no righteous life I live,

Lord! I know I have made innumerable mistakes,

You still speak to me, You still ready to pick me from my disgrace,

I lean to You, humbly I seek your face.

Last night brought a new day,

A day of surrender and sweet prayers,

I know, I was dubious, uncertain in my ways,

All I had to do is bent a little and cling to His boundless, abounding grace.