Saturday, August 31, 2013

Your Word 8-31-13


Why can't I write one poem, Lord,
that gathers people 'round,
that opens eyes and opens hearts
to all Your truths I've found -
among the pages of Your Book,
which tells me how to live -
which tells life's truths, both good and bad -
and how I should forgive?

Why can't I write one poem, Lord,
that brings the people 'round,
and opens hearts so they forgive
so that Your peace is found -
Your peace of dulcet harmony
which flows from day to day,
which brings us closer to Your Word -
and shows us how to pray?

Why can't I write one poem, Lord,
that calls all wicked, wild,
the selfish men, bad women too -
and every sinful child -
who desecrate Your garden, Lord,
who desecrate Your laws,
who desecrate Your truth and love...
and then wait for applause?

Why can't I write one poem, Lord,
that brings the people 'round,
so they'd forgive the other folks
and hopefully be found -
sitting on the many pews
inside these hallowed halls,
inside our humble churches where -
a still, small voice still calls?

Lord, You are much greater than
my sorted words can brag,
coming from this shaky hand
attached to this old rag.
But maybe this reminder here
can make us humbly look -
at not a bunch of rhyming words,
but rather at Your Book?

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