Grounded in Prayer
No longer am I bapfuye behagazi.
I am restored, bright-eyed in this community.
And yet, wide-awake, I am disturbed too often.
The call of Christ is welcome, and I grab it as
shelter,
and yet,
There is no barrier for life itself.
In this life–indeed, in the Gospel–Jesus is life.
Jesus has brought peace to me, and
I relish the peace of Christ.
Restored and reconciled, I am joyful in the Word.
Yet, as I respond to the disciple-call,
There is commotion and families are changed,
and distant friends,
and old teams re-formed,
and brothers afraid,
and sisters lost,
and parents unsure.
This call is a call to royal priest-hood.
Keep me in this world as a disciple for as long as I must be.
Make me a servant, a listener.
Let me be love here.
(c) Tom Bolton
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