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This Week: Fall
and this is how it goes:
moment to moment
clinging as i can – to the only One that i can.
hoping that this time, as i surge ahead,
i’ll be one step ahead
of where I wound up the last time i did this.
the last time i took a step out – a step up
tried to get my life on the right path.
because usually what i get is a
crash and burn
fall down hard
ass over elbows and i’m lying
face up in the gutter
staring up at heaven’s light
so far away and wondering
what in all the star shine
did the Father see in me
to place me on this path.
what does He know that i don’t know?
that i can’t see?
that i can’t imagine?
my fall – just an echo of the fall before
and the one before that
all the way back to Eden
and our original fall from Grace.
but in spite of that –
no – in the midst of all of that –
time without time
He knew that we’d fall – that i’d fall.
planned so well what Grace would be needed.
what sacrifice would be offered.
what price would be paid.
knew the cost –
knew the hurt –
knew the pain –
and did it all anyway.
all of creation from beginning to end.
directed and constructed in a glorious symphony
that spoke love upon love
for you and i
as if we were the only thing that mattered.
as if there were no fall.
so in my moment,
i learn to let go,
learn to say no – not i
not my doing,
not my striving,
and the stars shine down
on my broken bits,
and in the Father’s light,
i am a constellation.
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