spirit counsel

O LORD, my Father. 
You are merciful. 
Show me mercy.
I have sinned.
I have presumed upon your grace.
My spirit was weary, 
So I layed down.
I left my weapons down.
My feet shuffled on the way,
There was no determination in my steps.
Like a wishful thinker I waited. Wait.

I am washed,
Whiter than snow.
The Son’s blood shed,
Continually cleanses me. Wait.

Your Spirit counsels, 
Conviction is my friend. 
There is a fear that haunts me, 
What is it’s name? 
Failure. 
I cry out, 
Show me your glory! Wait. 

Self is afraid of getting lost, 
terrified. 
Of losing my way, 
of my thoughts vanishing.  
I am paralyzed and afraid to think. Wait. 

It is written, 
But we have the mind of Christ. 
The Spirit of God indwells me. 
I will abide in Him. 
I will not fear, 
I know the one who leaves the ninety-nine. 
I know the way, the truth, and the life. 
I know the one who walks back and forth everyday, 
To see what is happening to me. 
I can rest. 

Scripture references:
2 Corinthians 2:16, Matthew 18:12, John 14:6, Esther 2:16