Hope and despair,
side by side, comingled like lovers,
estranged but intimate–
of necessity joined
in a world that feeds both.
Hope looks beyond to the “other”–
promised, longed for.
Despair looks to what is,
heavy and real–
the pressing darkness
of a world given to
thorns, labor, and frustration.
Complications and too many too manys.
Where is the pillar of fire that leads?
Where is the cloud that calls us on?
Where is the still small voice in this hurricane?
If You, Holy One, are a resident guest,
why does my faith-walk seem like a script I’m reading,
rather than a life I’m living?
In You, oh Lord, I have taken refuge;
let me never be put to shame;
deliver me in Your righteousness.
Turn Your ear to me,
come quickly to my rescue;
be my rock of refuge,
a strong fortress to save me.
Lilly Green Lives in CA with her husband; four sons, three married, and one son left at home; one grandchild (the best in the world!). She directs a homeschool program with her husband and teaches high school independent study classes. Her Blog can be found at http://everythingchangesinthelight.blogspot.com/