The Weeping Prophet Said It Well

Near God…Far God, the weeping prophet said it well

At Times we can stand immersed

While others we stand aloof

My stance, not yours

As I stand amazed at the sight of the moon so full

I wonder when my heart can feel that swell

The waves off shore crash

Where does the tide lie tonight?

Presence forever and always surrounding

Though tangible an adjective I must seek

When waters recede-yet I will trust

This ocean’s breadth wide, its depth overwhelming

My hair loose-in shambles as it falls about my shoulders

The evening breeze tossing it to and fro

Here I stand exposed

No fake and fancy adornment you won’t see through

I close my eyes as I will the tears to stay at bay

My desire for my King overcomes like a tidal wave

On my knees the sand digs deep in its mocking way

The drops on my cheeks a testament

If I could but be drift wood

Though seemingly displaced-your strong waves transform

Humility embraced-it rocks in your arms

Won’t you determine my destination too?

A shift in the winds as I open my eyes

The tide is coming, watch the waters rise! To my feet I stand-

All reservations lay beneath where my knees once did bend

Your melody of the deep harmonizes with my disappointed lament

Stars piercing the oil black sky; light my way

Drawn ever onward to the mysteries that ahead lay

Arms spread wide, heart laid bare

Hope manifested in the answer to a prayer

You are here.

Had to be my choice, not yours

While at times I stand aloof

I’ve decided to be immersed in submission

No matter what my feelings have said-

All the same, I stand on the shoreline of your presence.

Near God…Far God, the weeping prophet said it well.

+ Jeremiah 23:23-2 “Am I only a God nearby,” declares the Lord, “and not a God far away? Who can hide in secret places so that I cannot see them?” Declares the Lord. “Do I not fill heaven and earth?”