Awakened in the night Jesus speaking to me a voice
spoken low. "I cannot hear you Jesus, help me now
though this pencil in my hand". He took the pencil and
pressed it to the page. He wrote words that hurt me,
and made me cry. I could clearly read them even with
the tears in my eyes. He took the pencil, held it to my
face, all the words he erased. He wanted me for a
purpose, but I didn't carry through, then he gave me
back the pencil and a job for him to do, this time I will
follow his calling to do what he would have me do.
Through my prayers, now I share with you.