Radically Happy

Hat tip to anomie

O Father, it seems so absurd:
I’m dying for lack of a Word

This pain, both within and without
Frankly is making me doubt

How can You be good like You said
When all of Your temples are dead?
Those who claim to know You best
Are angry and scared like the rest

And I am no better than they
For I do not know how to pray
The hunger and fear that I feel
Means I cannot tell what is real

I cannot find that solid rock
That acts as a key to the lock
Which holds all my loved ones in chains
Through canalized traps in their brains

And I too am stuck in that fate:
I cannot find Your narrow gate
The pathway that might set us free
Reuniting them with me

So this is the cry of my heart
Give me a Word that will start
Opening eyes that are blind
Revealing Your plan for mankind

Today I will wait
On God’s unfinished Word