(into the unknown)
There is a sense in which there’s much of God
I have no clue about. I just don’t know.
There’s much that he’s experienced, a lot
in fact for me to learn from “tell and show”.
And sometimes diff’rent cultures may have some..
some diff’rent edges on aspects of the..
the culture of eternity that’s come
down close enough for us to touch and see
and learn some diff’rent ways of acting out ..
it’s culture that gives boundaries that make
for more of that creative love that’ll shout
or whisper to bring understanding 's slake-
-king of our thirst for knowledge which is best
kept centred on my father’s will, and self
and when the task he gives me is a test
for everyone to see and know my health
in order to join in and work for good..
good purposes which I must learn (not hate!)
in rote ways, how to join in as I should
if I were not to stand out but relate
and then myself be understood as well.
For words aren’t all, but then God’s Word in past,
is what has come and saves us from the hell
we bring when we live our will first not last.
My grandson is my helper here today*.
He mirrored my responses as I’ve done.
He helped me see from distance what I say
and do. Thank you, my three-year-old grandson!