There is a rhythm of Christ with me
Yet, a different rhythm for you that’s unique
At times our steps will be the same
But other times I might be behind a refrain.

The chords in my life may sound deep
Lower or higher it seems
But neither is wrong I believe
Just different and purposed for each.

I find I prefer harmony
For every single life to walk with me
But Christ rarely allows this to be
For He is too personal with His sheep.

At times I might skip or yet run
Frolicking in the warm sun
And other times under a tree
Like Elijah just wanting to sleep.

This rhythm is unpredictable still
The cadence may change as He reveals
At times the notes seem too shrill
Yet I walk in the rhythm He wills.

(October 18, 2015)