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When you let your heart speak I speak -- Listen!
I am the voice -- the still small voice of your heart... just Listen
I am the voice of one, not two, crying in the wilderness
of your earthbound, entangling, imprisoning thoughts.
I am here now... Listen!

I am come to you --- Listen!
Oh, earth enshrouded voices, earth enshrouded choices
BE GONE
Won't you hear, won't you hear... won't you hear?
Will you Listen... and Listen... then... Listen?

Silence the Gongs of Despair dear heart
Silence the Thoughts of Dismay
Relax the tensions. Relax the brain
The World gone mad and in such disarray
You are still --- I am here --- and you Listen ---

From out the depths of the soul of Me
The power of such silence melts misery
You're dissolved in a New Identity
You have heard -- and you know -- yes, Now you See
You have Listened --- Life is New --- and You are Free!

Karen Ely Thiele
When the storms of life are raging,
Like an angry sea,
Waves of turmoil and confusion
Crashing endlessly.
Battering your hopes and dreams
Til no more can you endure

Raise your eyes and you will find
Waiting on the shore,
A Lighthouse standing for you,
Against the winds and rain,
Shining the beam of friendship
To guide you through the pain.

And calm will surely follow
With beauty and with grace
Soothing ... ebb tide
Everything in its place.

written by: Sharon Langan
Jesus, Captain of Life’s Sea
I have a friend in Jesus
Who guides me through the gale
A first mate and a skipper
Who helps me to set sail.

He offers strength and guidance
A helmsman at the wheel
An ever-steady beam of light
A fortress made of steel.

He’s the master of the ocean
My refuge and my rock
A harbor that I turn to
My anchor at life’s dock.

He’s a mighty sailing warrior
A helping hand indeed
A pilot through the churning waves
He meets my every need.

He’s the One I always run to
When the waves won’t let me be
The lighthouse that I turn to
On a rough and troubled sea.

He’s a smoothly sailing vessel
A refuge from the storm
The gentle breeze that sends me to
An island, sweet and warm.

He’s a brave and fearless skipper
A shelter from the heat
Water when I’m thirsty
A vessel filled with wheat.

He’s a sure and steady sailor
My Captain on life’s sea
No matter where I journey
He goes along with me.

Copyright © Marilyn Ferguson 2003
ferguson@adams.net
PRAYER

Matthew 18:19-20
(19) Again I say unto you,
That if two of you shall agree
on earth as touching any thing
that they shall ask,
it shall be done for them
of my Father which is in heaven.
(20) For where two or three
are gathered together in my name,
there am I
in the midst of them.