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Desert-Gift
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By Peter O
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Desert-gift

"...they wandered in the desert and on mountains
and in dens and caves of the world." Henrews 11:38

Father,

Your loved people, Your chosen,
Desert wandered for forty years --
Tested, cleansed and prepared,
For the Land of Promise.

Likewise, at times,
Desolate sands
Blister my soul's feet --
The sands subdue hope,

As I climb my soul's mountains,
Thoughts without eyes
Drag through my soul --
"Father, where are You?"
"Where are You?"

Shame memories
Shoot from my soul's caves,
Hidden for years,
Now unsealed by doubt,
Proof:
"How could You forgive me?"
"Care for someone like me?"

My prayers?
Sand-dry, parched,
Spoken through broken windows.

Father,

I turn to Your Son, Jesus,
How You loved Him,
Chose Him as our Salvation-Gift,
Yet, both Garden and Cross
Bled His desert.

I turn to Your People, the Chosen,
How You loved them,
Chose them as our Salvation's-Gift-Source,
Yet, they desert wandered for forty years,.

With this before me,
I pray:
Grace me with the truth --
My desert is Your Love, Your Gift,
To test, cleanse and prepare me
For You,

With the fat of "I"
Burnt off.


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Submitted: Sunday, April 22, 2012

Last Updated: Sunday, April 22, 2012

About the Poet
I am 79 years of age. For the past nine years I have been retired, after forty years, from the field of alcoholism and drug abuse in New York City. I am married and we have two grown sons and two grand-sons. My life changed through a grace-experience in 1967. Writing Christian prayers is a particular interest of mine. This came about by a growing awareness of the spiritual in recovery from addictions. I choose, intellectually and emotionally, to believe the Triune God of the Sared Scriptures as my Healer.


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