Conscience.
The quiet, inner voice that helps guide me to make the right decisions.
I need my conscience to be a little more aggressive than that. I need her to yell, to sing, to conduct some righteous poetry slam.
I know there’s value in the quiet, in the stillness; but I don’t know that I’m in tune enough yet. I’m guilty of second guessing…
Did I hear what I think I heard?
That doesn’t seem to be a problem with a good song who’s lyrics you can’t get out of your head; or a poet who’s words brand your heart with their fire.
Sigh.
Change me. Make me more sensitive, less lazy.
But even more than just a desire to do what’s right, help me to know what’s right. When it’s time to take a step forward, give me discernment and courage.
I think – ultimately – it’s fear that muffles the truth.
