It is our second guide It is as old as the first man It is a gift from God Our Instinct Some believe it is an animalistic tendency They are there for a reason They help us discern the voice to listen to Our Instinct It is the greatest part of choice making God gave us our instinct To help us find Him On our darkest day. Instinct Listen to yours ‘Dukia Mordi
Sometimes we wander away on journeys of no aim We venture on a quest that leads to no gain We roam in circles like silly puppies chasing their tails When all that we seek after isn’t far from our trail A path has been carved for everyone of us to follow On this path it’s been promised there’ll be no sorrow If we stop and pause and look to Him for grace There our help will come …
FINDING MY REST Like the sheep by the still waters, my soul He has restored Like the sheep that lie in green pastures, I am most reassured When my soul gets weary, there’s a place of rest on my Shepherd’s shoulder When my soul faints in thirst, He makes my cup runneth over Even though I may slumber, even when I fall asleep Even my Lord and Master will grant me the sweetest of sleep …
