Naming His Grace
Sunday, October 2, 2011
My stream of consciousness on a Monday morning-
Because today is Monday
He will be there in the daily routine;
coffee cup in hand I will know his presence.
Hands on my key-board-I will sing his praises, maybe with words.
As I walk down the back stairs with my loads of wash
and feel the wind of a coming storm I remember that he brought peace to a stormy sea just as the boat seemed to be sinking.
There is another storm looming beyond the horizon; I know it is there; I feel the tension in the words of a book.
Awful words, awful book I am reading.
May I find good words for the review; bring his mercy to another's words. Awful words.
They are leaving you know.
At least four now-perhaps more.
It is lonely-it will be lonely
standing this way.
Awful words; they, the words, rend the body apart
for the sake of sin
"In those days there was no king in Israel; everyone did what was right in his own eyes. (Judges 21:25)"
But Lord you are King, and you are present .
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