What will it take to dislodge
me
from this present way station
–
favorable weather or the
threat of a flood?
A vision of heaven or its
high jasper walls?
The magnanimity of divine
love
or the petty tyranny of the
ego?
Agony, death and despair will
surely
visit me on the long road
home;
pain, failure, disease – every
item in fact
on the list pulled out by
non-believers
to weigh and measure God must
be
run through in one lifetime
or another.
Not whether I avoid the
travails
but whether I choose (if there
is a choice)
to endure them with or
without a conscious faith
before I am shunted hopelessly
beyond their range,
helpless before the potential
mercy
and benevolence of the Holder
of the key.
O child of God, if your Father
is God
there is no alternative to
His manifesting will.
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