it's quiet now
silence gives me space
i crawl back inside my mind
and see how far my thoughts will go to lie
like my noose, i strangle the truth
uncross my t's, un-dot my i's
I wrote this a couple weeks ago. I've written poems about how the night (literally or metaphorically) can be a dangerous place for me, because I let myself think too much and twist up the truth. But now, I don't let that rule me any more. When Jesus offers peace and joy, that doesn't mean we'll worry or fear any more—no, that's still holding onto our sinful nature, the way of life Jesus has saved us from. He offers a new life, without any worry or fear, and with complete joy and peace, requiring complete and total dependence on the Spirit. It's not hard, just ask the Spirit to help you. It's something that is built up and worked on throughout your faith, and sometimes, like me, you do have to go through a season of wilderness before you realize what it means to have total dependence on the Lord.
Philippians 4:6-8 ~ Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think of such things.