God’s Joyful Surprise

I think I want to be surprised. When I come face to face with God and my life, I want to have served Him with some margin for mystery, not always knowing, not always overtly mentoring.

I hope the poem that is my life will not have always hidden the abrasions of minor keys. I hope there will have been times of uncertainty, when I didn’t just know but I obeyed anyway, not acutely

aware in the moment that an act of kindness or a teachable moment

was obedience. God’s Word hidden in my heart–may that always be

a work of art in progress for which I more than anyone need Grace.

The challenge for the contemplative is the stumbling block of knowledge. May I never know enough. May I always need wings.

By Prof. Snell

Poetry is my thing!

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