Two Poems for the Waiting


Let Us Be Poor Again

We are overrun
by idols and pride and fear.

So let us be poor again.

Hollow us out to be filled
with your holiness.

Oh, let us be poor once more.

What We’ve Forgotten

“Again He will come,”
we tell all who will listen.
Our mouths are so sure.
Yet our hearts and hands forget.

By our words and deeds,
Who would know we are waiting?
Who would say our hope
Lies in this one yet to come?

Soften us, O Lord.
Soften us in this waiting.
So our love declares
He will return in glory.

We are waiting now.
Our hands reaching out to all.

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Author of Sacred Questions: A Transformative Journey Through the Bible. Follower of Jesus. Mom. Wife. Friend. Pastor. Writer. Scholar. Reader.

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