Monday, March 20, 2017

Grumbling (Exodus 17)


We grumble
against Your spoken word
when it guides us against our choosing,
allowing a discontented spirit
to take root.

The desert consumes us
if we allow its sand
to swallow our souls.
We wander the vastness
without direction,
deciding to vacate
the path of our guide.

We thirst for You
more than water.
Like Peter
we will always be stupid men,
yet his confession of weakness
is not ours
due to pride.

You will draw a river from a stone.
Your skies will rain manna.
You will fill our needs in abundance.
Your blood will cleanse away our sins
and still we grumble.



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