God of Dreams

You know that feeling

When you're about to

Start something new

And your stomach

Screams in hunger

But you don't know why?

I'm starting to think

That this isn't my

Stomach

Instead, I propose

That it's my heart

Alluding to the

Coming adventure

It's unknown and

Completely scary

The wheel's turning

But the Lord's the

Only One who knows where

We're going

Tingles fill my body

And I react with a

Need to giggle

My God is the God of Dreams

Direction

Questions fill my thoughts

And stream into my prayers

I seek answers but

They're nowhere to be found

But, wait! I see them

They're in Your hands,

O God of Abraham

They're clasped within

Your iron-clad fists

I keep praying questions

But You return with silence

Suddenly, You crush the

Answers within Your hands

I don't understand

I need them

I cry and I flail

Questioning You now

Then, Your empty hands

Raise and I assume

You're going to discipline

Me for my lack of faith

But, You don't

What were once iron-clad

Fists are now

Gently caressing fingertips

Stroking my face

With the love of a Father

Abba, Daddy

I confess my questions

Forgive my sinfulness

And restore my broken heart

I beg for You to lift

My face from Your hands

And lift it to Your eyes

From where I know my

Direction