Addicted to busyness, productivity, achievement, approval? Always in a hurry?
You are not alone.
The following is both a prayer and birthday poem for my daughter on the meaning of her name...
Haven
A solace of still in the storms of hurry
A shelter for the spirit to sigh
A prayer of peace in the woes of worry
A glimpse of more than meets the eye
A symphony of silence, mist and calm
A power that's breaking Busy's vow
A Sabbath rest, a healing balm
A here-ness that hugs the holy Now
A hideaway held in wide open spaces
A hidden, secret self laid bare
A slowness of soul while everyone races
A breathless song, a wordless prayer
A romance between Rest and Receive
A floor for Mystery to dance with Fact
A room for Doubt to greet Believe
A field for Whole to play with Cracked
Haven, your name is taking flight
She will soar for Freedom's sake
Into the depths of Hurry's night
And bask instead in Worthy's wake
Haven, life is yours to pause
Your life sings the Spirit's song
To hear not earths, but Heaven's applause
A path of notes to skip along
Haven is both a name and call
A gentle breeze of God's own breath
A house of God, no roof or wall
A faith that life can come through death
Your precious words touched my heart as did the pictures of you and your beautiful daughter. Love to you, Candy
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