Syncopation
By Julie Meyer-Weber
March 7, 2011
There is a restlessness in my soul
A syncopated beat that is not quite right.
There is a stumbling in the dark
A groping on the walls of this pit.
I am unsure of these moments
I am fearful of the journey
I am restless in my thoughts
And clumsy with my footing.
My soul cries out.
Where are you, Lord?
Are You hiding in the cleft of my doubt?
Are You the voice that whispers in the dark?
I will yet praise You in this fog
I will worship You with my song
My timing may seem off
And the notes may fall flat
Your name is Majesty.
Your name is Almighty
Your name is Light
Your name is the Way.
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