Saturday, January 21, 2017

Still Small Whispers

The simple things have grounded me with praise.

I was reminded to lift my eyes to the hills
when there were mountains
of everything out of my control.

After all where does the governance of matters reside
but between your shoulders resting.

We have tried to figure it all out.
We have tried to put two and two together.
But things have not been adding up
to our satisfaction.

Underneath are the arms that carry
the weight of all things heavy.

We have been carried from underneath
and lifted to the high places.

At rest between your shoulders
where Benjamin received his blessings.

We abide in the still small whispers.

Beloved I am your home
Come back to the sweet place of trust
In the last days the love of most will grow cold
But you will remember first love

You will remember first love.

Jenneth Graser

Listen to Looking For A Savior (feat. Will Reagan)


  1. Beautiful poetic prayer, Jenneth. I especially love this reassuring thought: "Underneath are the arms that carry
    the weight of all things heavy." Amen, my friend, I'm so thankful for the loving arms of God bearing the weight of our burdens! xo <3

  2. Thank you dear Joy, I'm so very grateful for the carrying presence of God in our weakness! Lovely to hear from you! Blessings dear friend <3

  3. Truly needed today my friend. Thanks for the truths you remind us of! xx

    1. Thank you so much Lisa! Many blessings dear friend xx