“OK God,” you say, “if You won’t give me what I want, I’ll just leave.”
Where you gonna go?
Psalm 139:7-10 (NLT)
I can never escape from your Spirit!
I can never get away from your presence!
If I go up to heaven, you are there;
if I go down to the grave, you are there.
If I ride the wings of the morning,
if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
even there your hand will guide me.
I thought I’d make my own way,
removed from God and man,
an ascetic’s lonely highway,
a rebel with no plan.
It daylight it was easy,
though the road grew rougher still;
my heart was young and breezy,
with a proud untested will.
And then came the stormy night
and the road just disappeared;
in its place, unholy light,
and the sum of all I feared.
I turned, and found that I could hide
behind He who never left my side.
This is beautiful, Andrew. Bless your poetic soul!