Less is More


I went into my room today

        and simply closed the door.

            Walled in, waiting quietly,

        because I wanted MORE . . .

           Less of noisy clutter, More serenity,

                       but mostly more of YOU, Jesus,

                   More of You, and less of me.


I closed it on the darkness--

         the chilling creep of night

              where shadows grow so tall and high

                    they eclipse the morning light--



Then, leaning closer to that sound,

               Hope within me grew

       I knew your strength  would hold my spirit

                      lifted now to You

     Where the sky is the limit,

             earth but a waiting room


 That's why I closed the door today. . .

                    I needed You