Lent Calls
Lent calls to me again...
To do what?
Like Martha, I tend towards doing
Doing is something I understand
Chairing a committee
Taking food to the sick
Reading the Bible
Lent calls to me again...
He wants more of me than I've ever given
More than Lenten study
More than giving up dessert
More than extra church services
Lent calls to me again...
He wants more of me and I'm frightened
Frightened of losing control
Frightened of letting go
Frightened of what He might ask me to do if I really listened
Lent calls to me again...
I feel a yearning, a tugging towards something more
Whispers of a love unimaginable
Glimpses of a relationship unshakable
Tastes of a water so clear and sweet that my thirst is slaked forever
Lent calls to me again...
A step is all I can manage, Lord
A hand extended
A head bowed
A conscious placing of myself on your Potter's wheel
Lent calls to me again...
Help me with the hard part, Lord
Help me surrender
Help me abandon myself to you
Help me reconcile myself to you
Lent calls to me again...
Here I am, Lord
Elizabeth Herbert Cottrell, © 2003
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