…He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”…
We too often fight or forget.
But to children on the brink of coming undone,
Such an Authoritative Beckoning
Is a blessed gift.
A carousel of cares and petitions
Has made us dizzy and despairing.
How we presume upon your patience
To wait until we grow weary of the ride.
We desire to transcend thoughts of “me and mine”.
Leave this clamorous
Amusement Park of All That Does Not Really Matter
And think on YOU.
YOU, with power to animate inertia,
Spoke obscure chaos into order
With architect’s arduous care.
YOU amassed molecules with greatest design,
To spin, revolve, renew, radiate,
Reproduce, hydrate and heal.
Clean, calm, split, fuse and rest.
Complexity beyond comprehension,
From microorganisms to the Milky Way,
Awe-inspiring handiwork that speaks of even richer things:
That tapped the deepest reservoir of care
To consider and accomplish redemption
For your weary, wandering children,
Prodigals, every one.
Let us think on YOU.
The great I AM
Your purity and power
Of person and purpose
May we offer up a sacrifice of praise
Not for what YOU do,
But for who YOU are:
The One True God,
Who spoke worlds into motion,
Maintains the universe,
And, most miraculous of all,
Bought and bears the ransom for my soul.
kpeterson march 2013