Friday, January 17, 2014
Out of the ooze and slime and old decay (Thank you CS Lewis)
I waited and waited and waited for God.
At last he looked; finally he listened.
He lifted me out of the ditch,
pulled me from deep mud.
He stood me up on a solid rock
to make sure I wouldn’t slip.
He taught me how to sing the latest God-song,
a praise-song to our God.
From Psalm 40
“One foot is front of the other
there I am again
why is the path so muddy?
I spend most of my time up to my knees
in words regretted
or half done
or worse, hurt
a little help here?”
“my child my child
take my hand
I will lift you up
I will put your feet on the rock
I know you will not stay
for you, even the rock is slippery
but I am always present
“O Sacred One!
I was afraid you would get tired
of pulling me out of the mud…..
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