A Moment of Recognition

I thought about the world,

It’s suffering and pain.

And wondered where you were,

And if your hand still reigned.

I listened to the chatter,

Meaningless words shared in the hall.

And wondered if you were with me,

Lord over all.

I wondered until my day was done,

and stepped outside.

And the truth that I saw,

Brought the light back to my eyes.

A crystal clear softly painted,

Lavender sky.

A silver shining crescent moon,

Hanging gracefully on high.

The air in my lungs brought new life,

A coolness, a stillness,

A Heavenly delight.

In the car I went to drive down the way,

And in my mind a silent power did say,

I am still God.

I am still good.

The questioning mind silenced,

By the unquestioning soul.

How could you not be here?

How could you not be in control?

An answer came that I could not deny,

That the deepest, darkest pit of sin

could not escape His light.

And no amount of suffering and pain,

Was uncovered by Jesus’ blood stain.

If all this world is infinitely broken,

The voice of infinite wholeness,

Must be spoken.

The voice of three who are one,

Who said, “Let there be light”,

And whose light still shines in the sun.