April 24, 2006
Like the Air
it concerns me,
I, not knowing Your wonder daily,
fear I do not know You at all
tales of glory told by others
bring to me tears of grief
“How can they know You
and I not know?”
if I were saved as they,
would I not know as they?
“How can they feel You
and I stand unmoved?”
if I were saved as they,
would I not feel as they?
wanting to scream into the empty sky
“If I am Yours why do I feel so alone?"
yet fearful that I will prove untrue,
You created all things,
and through Your will they exist and were created. (Rev. 4:11)
I am not alone even though I feel it
for You are like the air
which unappreciated for its constancy
none the less exists and sustains
You are always there, essential to my life
Your wonder in my daily breath
Your life the surety of my own
and I will praise You