A poem for after the floods of life. by toni
“Hoping in God is what we must always keep doing. “Increase my faith!” Is the prayer I must cry!
God holds the Umbrella, His Spirit to me, that I may choose to finally step out of the comforts of despair, and take the first steps to dance even if its still raining. There’s no time for moping, one must always keep hoping.
He holds out a promise to cover and protect, but sometimes I choose to reject it as I remain sitting in a big mess – with my head down and my eyes on the puddles, He bids me to ‘look up’ and see the hand of His Son, the Prince He has sent, whose eyes are on me (?), OH How can that be?
‘Come to Me,” He calls me even by name. He waits and longs that I choose to dance in the rain –
to cast off the pain, to lay down the shame, to lift up my eyes to the One who paid the price of my ticket, my debt in full. He took my whole punishment upon His own flesh, so that I might begin (once again), and have…this everlasting dance with Him!
He forgives all the past and makes all things new, He pulls me out of the the rough and the thicket, that I may learn what life is a-fresh! He holds out His hand…
that I may finally stand and put my eyes upon Him and gain the strength that is needed.
He provides me new garments, off with the old, torn and dirty! He clothes me, renews me, forgives me and then, He smiles as I take hold of His righteous right hand, with the Umbrella shielding us from the cold and the rain, we take our first steps to dance in the rain!”