My Spirit Hungers

Phyllis Weeks Rogers,

Oh, to have lived when your voice calmed the sea!

Could I have breathed if my eyes met yours?

My gross iniquities cause me to shrink at the thought.

 

Yet, my soul thirsts; my spirit hungers to walk with them,

as they walked with you, on the shores of Galilee.

Or upon the dusty road to Jerusalem.

 

With two fish and five loaves you fed five thousand.

I would be filled to simply be in your presence.

Just a moment in time would last me forever and ever.

 

Could I touch the hem of your garment and be healed

of the scars from this world?

Could I learn to love the way you love, Lord?

Oh, I pray that I could.

© copyright—Phyllis Rogers 10/22/2017

 

 

 

Published by Phyllis Weeks Rogers

I'm a married retired nurse living on beautiful Lake Palestine in the East Texas piney woods. I seek to deepen my walk with the Lord daily. I have 4 dogs, a pair of Mandarin ducks, and 20 Ringed Teals. They are all a source of great pleasure. I love growing vegetables, fruits and floral. I spent the first 26 years of my life in the Houston area. The concrete and traffic took its toll and I moved to East Texas and have lived a rural existence since. I have always written as a means of expression throughout my life since I was in elementary school. It is something I've always had to do. My brain just works that way. It travels all the time, by land or sea or air it's always traveling.

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