Crickets (circa 1990)

way past midnight
the crickets chirp, evoking the weavers of destiny
to spin 'round my dreams...


way past midnight
the night clock ticks, stealing slumber from the crib
of a grown-up spirit


way past midnight
at the breaking of dawn, the cock brazenly crows
as each thunder rolls


way past midnight
westerly wind blows, comes the pouring of rain
turning the canopy into gray


way past midnight
everything else feigns death save the crickets the chirp
summoning my destiny

David's Prayer (2 Samuel 7)

²² “How great you are, Sovereign LORD! There is no one like you, and there is no God but you, as we have heard with our own ears. ²³ And who is like your people Israel—the one nation on earth that God went out to redeem as a people for himself, and to make a name for himself, and to perform great and awesome wonders by driving out nations and their gods from before your people, whom you redeemed from Egypt?^[b] 24 You have established your people Israel as your very own forever, and you, LORD, have become their God."

The Lord is my delight, I will trust in Him!

Psalm 37:4

New International Version (NIV)

⁴ Take delight in the LORD,
   and he will give you the desires of your heart.

Proverbs 3:5-6

New International Version (NIV)

 ⁵ Trust in the LORD with all your heart
   and lean not on your own understanding;
⁶ in all your ways submit to him,
   and he will make your paths straight.