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Friday, May 8, 2020

Whether-bound...


 As we try to plan
the way man is prone to do
we are realizing
in these unprecedented times
how uncertain the temporal is!
We don't know whether
 things will ever be what we considered 'normal' again...
We are (hopefully) reevaluating our loves and lives
with a more sober reckoning

Jer.17: 7-10

Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord,
whose trust is the Lord.
He is like a tree planted by water,
that sends out its roots by the stream,
and does not fear when heat comes,
for its leaves remain green,
and is not anxious in the year of drought,
for it does not cease to bear fruit.”
The heart is deceitful above all things,
and desperately sick;
who can understand it?
“I the Lord search the heart
and test the mind,b
to give every man according to his ways,
according to the fruit of his deeds.”



Whether wearing wide-eyed wonder
Whether tethered to the plow
As the stead of seasons thunders
Through the ever-bearing Now
Whether the weather is glorious
Or it roars like a wild bull
We find so much waiting for us
When we live to be thankful

In love’s heart-knocks we encounter
In the hooray or oh-no
It does not change Mercy’s author
Or the grace whereby we go
Then, whether moaning or merry
Whether grin-giddy or grim
We will find it secondary
When we live to worship Him

Whether tranquil or white-knuckled
As we face the Great Unknown
Whether anxious or untroubled
Footloose or worked to the bone
In the quick of joy or sorrow
In the thick of pray and fight
We will find hope for tomorrow
When we live by faith, not sight

© Janet Martin







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