Uncertainty
That place where
my inability to control
Whatever life is handing me
shakes me to
the place of
Certainty
that
You are God
and
I am not.
Uncertainty
In the Time of Lent
Brings all that I am
To You, the great I AM
The certain sure One
Here in an uncertain season
Where
Betrayal shouts loud
Abandonment deserts
Mockery laughs
In the garden
In the courtyard
At The Cross.
Uncertainty
Shuffles me
from comfort
To discomfort
From all that I want
To all that You are.
Uncertainty
Sparkles glitter frivolously over
Fat Tuesday pancakes
Mardi Gras parades
Ludicrous living
Outrageous rebellion
Just before
A season of
reflective living.
These bright-sparkled beads
Tossed at the speed of a drunken orgy
Seem dim and dulled
in the next day’s over hang
making
No sense of senselessness.
I hold the beaded spark
Wondering
how You kept going towards
Jerusalem
Knowing we
would keep turning
Ever
to worship our own pleasures
More than turning to
be a pleasant
Pleasure to You.
Uncertainty
In the forty-day reflection
In the valley
On the Hosanna Palm Sunday highway
Up the ascending road
To Jerusalem
Into the dark of the garden night
To shams of betrayals
Bold as Judas
Adamant as Peter
Abandoning like the rest of us
Who really couldn’t, wouldn’t, didn’t
watch or pray
In the gardened quiet
of Gethsemane.
Yet You
were the
Certainty
That Father’s will
would be
The best will
Even at
the exacting price
Of Your bloodied Cross.
So easily we are uncertain in
Our actions.
So steadily You are certain
In Your declaration:
Yet not My will, but Thine.
Yet not My will, but Thine.
Yet not My will, but Thine.
Uncertainty
in the Time of Lent
Leads to
a dividing road,
time to choose:
Towards the pauper’s field,
Bloodied of betraying ways
or
Towards Your bloodied hands and feet,
Giving up life
To give it forth again.
Uncertainty
To
Certainty.
The road from Lent to Easter.
Featured images are courtesy of Patrick Fore, Aaron Burden, Canva Stock, and Johannes Plenio.
I love this Lane. Such truth and many of the same thoughts that I have been having. Lead us to Certainty oh Lord.
Beautiful. Thank you.