Thursday, September 15, 2016

With Nothing Left To Marvel At...

 Each day is like a road we have never traveled, full of unexpected dips and turns...above page from the book Anne of Windy Poplars

If God took all the guesswork out of who-what-where-when- why
If faith-hope-love told all, tell me, what then would keen the sigh
If we had all the answers what would still thrill and enthrall
If learning held no quest and we were gods and knew it all

No one would pray, no one would seek or serve, our bloated gaze
Would soon lose interest in life and all its sundry ways
Because no un-expectation would startle our intent
If God took all the guesswork out of living’s wonderment

Be glad, not sad because we cannot see what lies ahead
It is the ‘wonder’ of life’s call that keens our daily stead
…not what we know, but what we seek and what we hope to find
Where need for trust weighs heavy on the gaze of heart and mind

If God took all the guesswork out of wish and dream and pray
Then soon we would be weary of the prattle of the day
Where nothing waits to stir us with God-lent discovery
How dum-de-dum and ho-hum-hum this lifeless life would be

© Janet Martin

 We live by faith...

Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. For by it the people of old received their commendation. By faith we understand that the universe was created by the word of God, so that what is seen was not made out of things that are visible.

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