That Place Upon His Chest

There's a place upon His chest
I see my face there, often

The line of his jaw
where its angled and strong

The place where his pulse beats
the warmth of his breath falls


There's a place upon his chest
where I can lay my cheek


Where my forehead softly rests
and I hear his heart beat

A place upon his chest
I'm not afraid to go to

He'll always take me there
and never pull away

He's never tense
or slow to hold me

His grip is strong
His arms enfold me


In A place upon His chest
Sometimes my eyes are open

I look around and see the struggle
I nestle in as time unravels


As chaos looms
and darkness grows

As voices chatter
and problems matter

My tears fall soft
and His hold tightens


My hopes are safe
My courage heightens


In that place upon His chest
There's times my eyes are closed

To block out all this crazy mess
to just be still and know

There's love upon that shoulder
and fragrance in His hold


The sweetness of the Name I utter
the promises I'm told

Too weak sometimes to stand
too burdened yet to pray

He holds me in the moment
and never thinks to stray

That place upon His chest
is where I often run

There are times He calls me
When He calls I come

Hard to think He misses me
Hard to believe I'm wanted

I'll be caught up in my day
by  His call I'm haunted

There's that place upon His chest
He wants to put me there

And somehow in this world's unrest
I find me restless there

He would never pull away
but easily would I

The ones that say they need me so
the things that loudly cry

Caught up in my time and space
the realities much lower

He teaches me so patiently
as I'm growing older

The tenseness of my body
My readiness to stand
All the ways I let Him know
I'm worthy of His Hand

But in that place upon His chest
He whispers that I need Him
that He's as close as turned attention
if I'll but choose to see Him

In that place upon His chest
often, my knees will buckle
My frame will bend
and I'll turn in
He leans in as I crumple

I find I'm curled
I'm  nearly fetal
I find I'm not rejected

That place so close upon His chest
My weakness is His Strength Perfected

JM 2015


 "My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness."  So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.  That's why I take pleasure in my weaknesses, and in the insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer for Christ.  For when I am weak, then I am strong. - 2 Cor. 12:8.







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