And now a little free form something.....

The Tug

Sit at my desk,
stare at the screen.
Punch the keys,
write the code,
think in ASCII.
Answer the phone,
lose track of time.

Then the Tug,
the pulling,
the knowing.
It sweeps over my soul,
bathing me in it's warm sweetness.
For a moment,
I'm not here.
Kneel at his throne,
gaze at my Lord.
Pray my heart,
give up my thoughts,
think Kingdom.
Answer the call,
lose myself in Him,
follow the tug.