Saturday, September 10, 2005

is that a belly laugh I hear,
Wonderful God,
at the vanity in my soul
that assumes it knows all the answers?

is that a chuckle
echoing in heaven
at my latest foolishness
in wanting to do things my way?

is that you rolling
around on the floor,
at my feeble attempts
to explain that mystery
which is You?

Is your gift of laughter
what I am missing
in a life guided by

If so,
then fill me up,
Mirthful God,
fill me up.

(c) 2005 Thom M. Shuman

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