I stand in a desert
Sourounded by sand, dust, and heat
I am covered with the grit and grim around me
I feel unclean
Both outside and inside
My throat burns with my tears
The heat dries my tears before
They can reach my dried out lips
Alone with my sin and sorrow
You find me
You wrap me in Your arms
And You take my hand in Yours
As I feel Your fingers entwin with mine
Your peace seeps through
My heart, my soul, and my body
You hold me awhile
And then You speak
Your words hold power
And I listen

⁶Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to Me. ⁷And My peace , which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

⁸Finally, My Daughter, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. ⁹Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the My of peace will be with you.

²⁸"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. ²⁹Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. ³⁰For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."

¹⁴ Wait for the LORD;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the LORD.

And Know this My child:
¹⁴ For the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD,

as the waters cover the sea.

Yes, Lord.

⁷ The LORD is my strength and my shield;
my heart trusts in him, and I am helped.
My heart leaps for joy
and I will give thanks to him in song.