Promptings

Promptings.
Oh inconvenient callings
That wake me in the middle of the night
And divert me from previous intentions.
You come like the wind
And leave just as fast at times
If not followed
To wherever you lead.
But oh what treasures you lead to!
What discoveries you unveil!
What mysteries you create and reveal!
Yet still,
You are inconsistent and unpredictable,
Whimsical and flirtatious.
I tire of watching and waiting for you,
Wondering where you will show up next.
And yet again though,
I know you are the whisper of God,
His breath brushing gently across my ear
And calling for my attention, pen, and actions.
And oh finally the deep joy...
The deep joy that comes in following
Following your promptings.