Subtitle: A biblical poetic meditation
Hear, O Lord, when I cry aloud,
be gracious to me and answer me!
“Come,” my heart says, “seek His face!”
Your face, Lord, do I seek.
My soul thirsts for God, the living God…
My tears have been my food day and night.
Psalm 42.2a, 3a
Let us approach the throne of grace with boldness that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need (Hebrews 4.16).
Jesus told them many things in parables, saying: “Listen! A sower went out to sow…” (Matthew 13.3)
Thus saith the Lord: “As rain and snow come down from heaven, and do not return until they water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so my word that goes forth from my mouth shall not return to me empty, accomplishing that which I purpose” (Isaiah 55.10-11).
What do You want me to do, Lord?
With faith’s boldness, I seek Your face.
I come, I cry before Your throne of grace,
begging Your mercy,
bidding You withhold from us the miseries of this world
that would and do make our tears our only food.
Still, whirling they come,
in woeful, withering plenty
as torrential rains hard to endure,
for, as the whole Earth groans,
there is no shelter sure;
no not one
not for anyone.
These days and weeks and months (years to come?),
by an invisible virus
their numbers, as sea swells, rise,
then, at wave’s crest, torn asunder,
brought down to death’s dust.
Those stricken, battle for breath
under caregivers’ eyes, all who wield life-saving hands,
but taxed beyond the bounds of endurance,
laboring, these days and weeks and months,
surpassing the stretch of human strength,
or the reach of refreshing rest
whilst elective authorities with careless callousness,
in the calculus of economy versus longevity,
oft choose livelihoods over lives.
What will I do, Lord?
For trusting still in Your Presence and Power,
I pray You continue to grace us with the gift of Your Word,
which You, the Sower, scatter everywhere –
abundantly, abandonedly –
on soil shallow, rocky, thorny, and good.
For You know that Your seed alway,
fulfilling Your purpose
that we, fed by the bread of Your Love and Justice,
be, become doers of Your Love and Justice,
for only through us Your Love and Justice are done.
© 2020 PRA