Occasionally I awaken in the middle of the night. Unable to fall back to sleep –
so I start writing. This poem is one of my midnight ramblings.
There is a joy in being retired, and maturing.
There is joy in not needing to follow others
and being part of their crowd.
There is peace in no longer caring what others think,
There is comfort and joy walking to the ‘beat of your own drum.’
There is joy in the uniqueness of my family and chosen friends.
We need peace in our world – which seems totally out of control.
We need to know the comfort of standing in Your presence.
We need to feel the peace of knowing You are in control.
There is peace in untying the boat from the dock
and letting God’s Spirit take us wherever He wills.