Every Thursday I go to Adoration,
And there I sit in a squeaky chair,
I once thought to move it,
But have received so much grace there.
That chair has taught me patience,
And how to still my soul,
How to be still and quiet,
And to simply pray and know.
I have learned not to outwardly fidget,
Not to inwardly as well.
It has been an amazing teacher,
And I have much to learn from it still.
As the body goes so goes the mind,
Once must learn to silence and hear.
It is only when we struggle,
That the goal becomes reachable and near.
God thank you for that squeaky chair,
It is teaching my restless heart,
To be still and silent within and without,
At least it is a start.