I hear the sound of my name in the wind
I stop. I look. I turn, but there’s no one here
Maybe it’s my mind playing games
Maybe it’s the wind playing tricks
But I hear it again, louder, clearer
This is no mind thing, this is not a wind trick
Someone called my name
Is this my Samuel moment?
Write it down, I hear, Make it plain, I’m told
But what to write? And what to make plain?
I turn to the scriptures, searching frantically
By myself, I say, feeling I can do all things
After all, the Bible says so
Once again I hear my name
Trust me, Child
I am everything you need
Every step of every way
Every breath in and out
Every blink and every thought
When you have come into full understanding then and only then will you enjoy the benefits.
I went back to the scriptures, this time not by myself but with the guidance of the Father
As I read, words become pictures
I see them now; before they were mere words
A better understanding,a deeper meaning, literally feeling like I can hold it.
Joy fills my soul; I know I can take rest.