relay

 

 

 

^~+

 

 

this is where we hope that

Prayer hits the road and sticks the landing,

that everything we've been taught and believed holds true...

 

That it's when we're outta cards,

God delights in slipping us aces

(I realize the potential perception of sacrilege there,

relegating God to the role of card-shark-in-the-sky....

why do I not think He minds at the moment?)

 

That when we've fumbled and bumbled

with our broken pieces,

with spit and glue

with a wing

and a prayer

(and maybe not even so much the wing)

when we've taped and patched

and plugged and pasted

and in general exceeded our

cosmic supply of duct tape

not to mention our quota of

flailing, thrashing, and gnashing of teeth...

 

...when we've thrown our hands up in the air

and given up entirely

(for the fourteenth time - no-really-this-time)...

 

 

That God Steps In.

 

 

to be continued......

 

 

~+/\

 

 

"Stand still and see the salvation of your God."

-Exodus 14:13