Coming out of the deep...

I have heard thy prayer, I have seen they tears: behold, I will heal thee. (2 Kings 20:5)

Journal entry from my last day in Australia.

The ocean's methodic pulse
against the shore
can so easily put me to sleep
on the soft sandy beach.
Time and its linear path
carries me along too fast or too slow.
It never seems to find
the perfect pace.
What is the perfect pace?
Where is my perfect place?
Where is my contentment?
It must be in You
for everthing else has room for improvement.
When will I stop looking elsewhere?
My conclusions always bring me back to You.
Is it possible to be content while here on earth?
I think so...
You have made it so.
Your Son is the path,
Your Spirit is my guide.
Will I let your Spirit guide me?
Is your Spirit a distant guide
that I must constantly keep up with?
Does Your Spirit remain close at all times?
Is there effort or lack of effort
that will control my success in walking in Your Spirit?
What does total surrender look like?
How does total surrender of myself come about?
In small pieces
or one big transformation?
Which would be less painful?
I don't know, but less pain
is what I will hope for...