Restless I am for another battle has begun,
Tired my mind grows as another season comes, the days are long but also short, the ocean big, each grain of sand so small. Each made by your hand he made it all.
The one who stands by me through battle and peace though I may scatter like cattle his love will never cease.
For my flesh is weak and it tricks my soul to be weaker. But I persist to drink from your creek even if the flood brings me deeper. Lord I will drink from your water, LORD I hear you for the thunder and waves are your speaker.
God of war God of peace, walk with me tomorrow when I wake, I need to be restored I need my wisdom to increase, make me rest well, even in the arms of a bear, to today I say farewell, to you none can compare.
Ben Simon
1/11/24
Pilgrims Ponder 