Lord, You know my heart – the dark places, the wounded places, the doubting places, the questionng places – and the happy, content places. They seem to be all jumbled together.

The jumble is distracting – like noises in my head.

Help me balance them – put them in perspective so that my heart is true, undivided.

You sort them all out then hand me the things You want me to do – clear my focus.

May I experience the unhurried pace of Your purpose for me. You don’t rush or panic. Help me not to. Let me have Your clear vision and gentle calm  in the midst of life’s stress.

Slow me down – bring me calm – like You did in the storm on Lake Gallilee.