Quiet My Disquiet

by Angela Umphers Rueger

Some days I feel on top of things and everyone’s content,
But then come days just like today—composure’s quickly spent.
Frustration soars and with it mounts the timbre of my voice.
It makes me madder still to know the error of my choice.
Please quiet my disquiet, Lord. I ask for daily grace,
And someday maybe they will see Your glory on my face.


From “Lord, Quiet My Disquiet,” Angela Umphers Rueger, 2004, on finding balance between teaching my older children and giving attention to my toddler

 

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