Cottage-by-the-Sea #27 10/8/15

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Abba Father:

Here I am,  O precious Lord,
O Mighty King, of land and sea,
My shelter in life’s roughest storm,
Abba Father, do you hear me?

Today I got here quick as I can,
My prayer home, where I need to be,
Drawn as always to seas edge,
Lord,  it’s me,  do You see me?

Troubles, hardships of my own,
It’s one thing Abba, to face adversity,
This Father, the worse train wreck of all,
When someone you love faces tragedy.

All lives entwined in a snarly knot,
The aftermath, bared, they can’t flee,
Only a veil of privacy ‘tween us and them.
Sweet Lord Jesus, can this be? 

Since moment one I’ve refused all bad,
Only believed a miracle we’d see,
But, it matters not what I want,
It’s this young believer’s that stabs at me.

I sit here, tears streaming into sea winds,
Begging,  pleading for a miracle to be,
I feel so small, so helpless, so insignificant,
Abba, what do You hear, what do You see?

Do You see this pure trust from this girl?
Is it triumphed by shadows of anger and more?
Does it black out the faith of her belief? 
We’ve arrived at this front door.

You welcome us and we sit to talk,
Our spirits here in our Cottage-by-the-Sea,
In our place of many weathered hurricanes,
Where I know You know this girl and me.

Hear our prayers, Hear our pleas,
Answer quickly,  Jehovah-Rapha,
Donna
                        dfav  10/8/15

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