Like a shepherd without his sheep
I am naked but I am not afraid.
Have I done right?
Have I done wrong?
Have I followed Jesus?
Or am I dancing to my own song?
Wisdom is vindicated by her children
and the stream of time shall reveal the diamonds beneath the dust.
He knows the way that I take.
When he has tried me
I shall come out as gold.
And I shall yet proclaim glories untold.
I shall see the goodness of the Lord
In the land of the living.
I have the faith to say to the mountain move
and for it to be cast into the sea.
I am 32
and I have struggled
to follow you
my Lord and my God.
I am tattered and torn
a grown man that needs to be reborn,
changed into something new.
For I am 32
and I will follow you.
Today I awake
knowing that I am a frail man.
Today I reach into the abyss
for an invisible hand.
Not to guide markets,
But to guide my heart.
Not to show me the end,
but to show me where to start.
Today I remember her
frail form once full of energy and life.
Today I feel the pain of uncertainty
cutting like the surgeon’s knife.
Today I pray Lord Jesus you would make a way
From sickness to health.
From my poverty of Spirit
to your Kingdom’s wealth.
I don’t know what tomorrow brings.
But I pray you would hear
our prayers today.
I stand in the dark
searching the intentions of my heart.
Feeling my vitality and my weakness.
Knowing its not enough to get the job done.
In me is a heart to change the world,
but the simple man is satisfied changing himself.
The miraculous flow.
Sweep me away sweet Spirit.
Make me the man,
I do not know.
I am ready to forgive
because I can’t live
in this open cell,
my own version of hell.
To wish that those who hurt me fail
Brings to not the tearing of the veil.
I believe grace travels outside of karma.
And the wine of the kingdom is sweater
than the bitter fruits of the world.