i can go through
a couple of hankies
at a movie
or while reading
certain books
but
i cannot remember
when i last
(if ever)
wept
after hearing your words,
God of every language.
am i indifferent
bored
too stressed
exhausted . . .
is my heart hardened,
my soul shriveled;
do my ears recoil
as words such as yours?
perhaps
is should weep
because
i don't . . .
May the words of your mouth
shatter the complacency
of my heart,
my Strength,
my Joy,
my Redeemer.
Amen.
(c) 2007 Thom M. Shuman
Sunday, January 21, 2007
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