The Well
Natalie, a dear friend of ours wrote this poem and it expresses our need to draw aside to drink from the well of Life – Jesus.
The Well
There is a well inside me
Goes down into the deep
Place of rest and comfort
From the pace of life’s drum beat
It’s walls are never shaken
It’s presence ever strong
There I’m washed and drink
And fill my thirsty soul’s long
The well springs up with water
A loving liquid life
Collecting up my tears
And calming fleshly strife
With hope afresh I rise
Return to day’s demands
To follow deep’s direction
And live in love’s commands
