God’s people wandered aimlessly
For forty, long, hot years.
They complained relentlessly
And never conquered fears.
They wanted only to return
To the place they once called home
Back to finding straw for bricks
It was their comfort zone.
I too can wander aimlessly
From one day to another.
Not really doing anything
Of help to any other.
Yet, I’ve looked both long and hard
At memories of my past
I’ve no desire to go back now
That I am FREE AT LAST!!
Dear Father, true and living God.
You who love Your children so,
Put up with so much crap from me
Yet You never let me go.
Instead, You call me by my name
And prompt me not to fear.
You remind me of Your constant care
And show me that You’re near.
I know that I don’t want to be
A child of Yours who moans.
Please help me get beyond my rut
Away from comfort zones.
Though they’ve provided special rest
And safe security
The time has come to move beyond
To dreams You have for me.
Written March 1994
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