it was good
until the fractures came.
Since then
You have battled
to mend and bring us back
to good.
There came a time
when we clamored
for a king -
tired of differing
from other nations -
and You relented,
though likely with
saddened heart,
knowing the bruises
and dislocation
to come from
our foolishness.
Such children we were,
blinded by the need to fit in,
follow flesh
and have our own way.
Looking back,
the stumbles are easy
to see
as are Your infinite
tender
mercies.
You asked me in a dream
to tell You what I need
and I asked for the wisdom
to handle my task
with justice.
You showed up
again and again
to guide me through
the obstacle course,
bandage my scraped knees,
and turn my face
back
to good.
You are asking
that same question today:
"What do you want?"
And the question echoes
and trembles
with significance.
What do I want?
Oh, Carol... bandaged knees, obstacle course... such children we continue to be...I am grateful for His intervention. And for your words.
ReplyDeleteOh, Carol... bandaged knees, obstacle course... such children we continue to be...I am grateful for His intervention. And for your words.
ReplyDeleteCarol - I'm always encouraged by your reflections. Often I feel like, 'I wish I would have said it that well!' I find myself grateful and encouraged by what God speaks into your heart.
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