Thursday, January 21, 2010

You wait...

The water trickles in from under the door
it slowly makes its way to my feet..
gently washes over them.

Before I know it -its up to my ankles...
As I confess my adoration to You
My heart is beaming with joy.

In my mind I picture myself
laying at your feet...
bowing down before you- my King.

Meanwhile..the water has crept up to my calves.
But I do not notice,
because I am enveloped in You.
All the world around me...
my kids playing, the tv blaring,
it all disappears, becomes silent.
Because just for a moment,
I am lost in you, I hear you speak to me.
Love sonnets and plans for a future.

Meanwhile, the water has reached my hips.
Still unaware, I proclaim your goodness...
Your faithfulness and kindness.
You sweep me away..
Your peace overtakes and casts out every worry,
every care- the weight is lifted and I'm free.

The water is nearly to my neck..
I suddenly realize it is going to overtake me..
I gasp for air, I'm afraid...
then I catch your glimpse again..
I relax, and release.
I'm free- remember!
You laugh, just like a father would
when you see your child realize she can swim
or ride her bike for the first time.

Fear is gone,
and I float and splash in my carelessness.
Your yoke is easy, and oh
the child-like joy you give to me!
You are living water, you satisfy the needs
in a sun-scorched land.

My eyes open, and here I am-
back at my computer...sitting in my chair...
The water appears gone.
My kids are plying for me, there are house duties to attend to-
and it's ok,
because you have satisfied my soul.

I can do all things.
I am a well watered garden, I am growing and flourishing again.
I get up from my chair -
but my feet leave water marks across the floor...
You never leave me or forsake me.
But You wait for me.
You wait for me to come back again...

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful sis. Just beautiful. Just like you.

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  2. Wow. That was beautiful. I want to read this every day.

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  3. Awesome imagery, esp. the water marks across the floor...:) Oh, Lord, drench us!

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  4. I wanna sit at your computer if this is what happens!!! Beautiful writing friend!

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