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

                                                                The Message

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“One foot is front of the other

left foot

right foot

left foot

slip!

there I am again

damn!

why is the path so muddy?

I spend most of my time up to my knees

in words regretted

things undone

or half done

people disappointed

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

 always”

“O Sacred One!

 I was afraid you would get tired

 of pulling me out of the mud…..

 you are must like

 a loving

 parent”

“So they say”