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  davf says

  Words. They loom.

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  davf says

  Hey Tattyhead, much respec

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  davf says

  “Show me, God” I asked, but he didn’t.
  “Teach me, Lord”, but he wouldn’t.
  I tried everything; debased my inner empty cup.
  “Let your Spirit come.” He never showed up.
  
  I am walking in the ways of God,
  talking the ways of God.
  Walking and talking, on my own.
  God moves in mysterious ways.
  
  “Welcome friend” they said, “forever.
  “Let’s share a prayer, friend, together.”
  I communed with the gathered community
  it was us and us, but where was He?
  
  I am learning the ways of God,
  yearning to hear my God.
  Learning and yearning on my own
  God moves, or so they say.
  
  You get that faith kick, Lord it’s so intense.
  They speak in tongues but it makes no sense.
  Why did you withhold glossalia to me,
  was my witness so pathetic to Thee?
  
  “Are you born again?” they challenge smilingly
  “Yes I done that” I reply open-honestly.
  “But I was rejected, I am not my Father’s son,
  I am Heaven’s orphan. I am no one to anyone.”
  
  Child of man and woman, there is little else.
  If you are not Chosen you must choose yourself
  as you wander through the wonder of your days
  while God moves, always, in mysterious ways.
  
  © Dave

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