Monday, July 17, 2006

flying home to love, maybe crawling’s a better word

God do you love me
enough to deconstruct me?
will you crucify my lust
and recreate me once again?

i’m cowering in the darkness
longing for loving-kindness
realizing that without renewal
my critiques are but a piss in the wind

i’m tired of expecting your community
to meet standards i can’t keep myself
so i’m submitting to metanoia
that building-block of all church health

God do you love me
enough to reconstruct me?
look at my life, listen to my cry for help

potter set your wheel a spinning
take this cracked pot down off the shelf

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