evening post, November 9, 2016

A Modern Psalm

Oh, Lord, why do I chafe against rest

And fight against silence

Like a wrestler pressing for advantage

Or pulling for escape

With all his might?


I labor to fill the open hours

Hours thou hast opened for me

I lust after tasks that will fill the silence

With the white noise of business or news

I pretend that this is virtue

When rest is really what you have afforded

What you have ordained

That perhaps I might do the deeper work

Allow thee the deeper work

Of re-ordering life.


I fear thee, I guess

But this is not the fear

Thou hast desired.


copyright 2016

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