MY BREAK TIME

MY BREAKTIME

As I sit on my favorite sofa,

in front of my favorite tv drama,

with my coffee, and my potato, and my children,

sharing with me with my potato;

And suddenly pause,

And been touched by God,

I want to cry,

By the peace He gave;

He let me understand,

How blessed I am,

Having this moment,

Having my break time;

What will I ask for more?

He is already taking care of everything,

I am wrapped with His protection,

I am wrapped with his love;

The grief in my heart,

will come to end,

chains in me,

He have the keys.

i made this poem right after that wonderful peace , sometimes around 2002, remembering and counting how Elohim touched me in many ways, simple and big. And thought to post this here.