Choice
Hosea 9:8 8 The prophet is a watchman over Ephraim on behalf of God,
yet traps are laid for him along all of his paths;
animosity rages against him in the land of his God. Choice
Among you now my brethren
I stand alone and watch.
Behind me rises One
Who will gently set the tune?
Words of Life, words of death
are mixed into a batch
and as the song fades away
all will appear in ruins.
Resurrection only comes
at a time when all is down.
When all seems lost, once and for all
in a colorless surrounding.
It is right then, in the here and now,
that Life itself abounds,
if One reaches to our helplessness
with a gentle soft compounding.
It is not a blazing light I see,
I feel just a gentle touch.
It is not raging words I hear,
but just a small still voice.
I am not judged right here and then,
just reminded that it is near
and that I can find the rest I need
if I let Him be my choice.
Jan Wienen