I often think
it's up to me
to build and toil
to crank and oil
the cogs that move
my life around
that set the course
of days.
I often think
my might must grow
I must try harder
and learn to barter
in order that
my family's fed
and all is well
each day.
I often think
if I'd more power
to change the plans
if I'd more hands
more would get done
and order won
the way I run
this day.
But God breaks in
and says, No! No!
You foolish child
Your brain's gone wild
it's by my Spirit
mountains fall
and swords transform.
My day!
I often think
if I could rest
and be real still
and hear God's will
the world would change
and fall in place
Shalom would reign
this day.
On January 1, I began reading chronologically through the Bible and then reflecting upon the word or words that "stick" to my soul. You are welcome to walk this path with me, conversing as we journey.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Day 263: Not might, not power
Today's Reading: Zechariah 1-7
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