Sunday, August 31, 2008

Grovin'




Have you gone to the woods to pray out loud?
Far from the noise of the deafening crowd?
Deep in a place where you speak your mind?
Were you a little unsure what you might find?

As you knelt and asked did you have a thought?
Of what kind of a man you are and are not?
Did you shrink from your maker with man-made fear?
Did you feel self-doubt thinking he would not hear?

Did peace ever come to that green canopy?
Did you look up in wonder? What did you see?
Was it dark just a little and did you then see a light?
Was it "peace be still" and did you feel power and might?

When you told your Father you'd re-do his will?
Did you pledge to endure? And did your heart thrill?
Did you sense any whispering breeze in the air?
Did his message get through to your heart? Was it there?

Was a glow in your heart as you recommitted?
Could you feel the pure joy of all sins remitted?
Did you pause to thank God for hearing you through?
Did you stop to think that he is grateful for you?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful poem, Dad.