Carried in your waves

I wake with the sun on my face.

You are moving in the quiet corners of my day.

Even when the wind pushes against me,

I feel Your guidance, steady and patient.

“Flow in me, I’m yours.”

Water runs over stones, and I follow.

Sometimes fast, sometimes still,

I notice the shimmer of light

On places I thought were dark.

“Carry me, move through me.”

Flow through me.

Shape the edges of my thoughts.

Teach me how to bend without breaking.

I am learning to move with You.

Storms come, as they always will.

I hear Your voice in the pause,

In the space between my questions,

In the gentle turning of each moment.

“Here, with You, I rise.”

Flow through me.

Shape the edges of my thoughts.

Teach me how to bend without breaking.

I am learning to move with You.

You are not just above or beyond—

You are here, flowing through the ordinary.

Every breath, every step,

Every glance is touched by You.

I follow,

I move,

I am carried.

Flow through me.