Peaceful Wildness
I wrestle with myself in the wilds of my mind,
struggling with mundane matters;
but God lifts me from these depths
of my depression and my worries.
I soon become calm and peaceful,
even when surrounded by the wild.
I think of God who then thinks of me.
I live in the reality of His Sabbath,
God’s day of rest in the grace of our world.
I adopt the manly virtues of Jesus . . .
compassion,
humility.
Purpose, and
I return to the peace of this wildness.
© Russell Kendall Carter
This poem is about:
Me