Suddenly It Is Saturday

A lot of weathered hopes will be rolled forward

to be repeated this coming week, Lord willing

especially as we pray for those in and beside sick-beds!

Between the folds of gold and gray

Another week is rolled away

With ups and downs and grins and frowns

Suddenly it is Saturday

The bloom that popped the bud last week

Has dropped her petal on earth’s cheek

Each hour felled and freed to meld

With what we held but could not keep

Ho, ho, Time’s rough-and-tumble pace

Would be a rat-race, (but for grace)

So on we press with humble ‘yes’

Prayer in the heart, smile on the face

While mile on mile through come-what-may

With smiles we smile and prayers we pray

With hope and trust, midst may and must

Suddenly it is Saturday

The dust that settles at our feet

Where want and wonderment compete

Arrange with ease the memories

Of love’s mementos, bittersweet

Dear Lord, so rich in mercy, guide

Until we cross this time tossed-tide

That files its ways through Saturdays

Until we reach The Other Side

© Janet Martin

 ...And lead us not into temptation, 

but deliver us from the evil one.'

Matt.6:13