Saturday's Poem

I am in a small writing group whose purpose is to help give each of us the discipline to write and to give constructive criticism so that our writing improves. We share poems, essays, and other things that we might choose to write. In our last meeting, one of our group, Margi Goetz, shared a poem that we all liked very much. She gave me her permission to post in on my blog. So here it is:

Gentle Reign

Lord, I want a flash of lightning and a burning bush!
To feel caught hold of and all shook up;
to feel a reckless, breathless, fearless, no less than
crazy kind of love from you.

I wonder why?

I don't really like big storms. I like gentle rain.
I generally prefer non-combustible flora; like daisies.
I'm not a fast, hot sizzling wok kind of girl.
I'm more of an all day, slow-simmering stew kind of girl.

So why do I want You to show up all fast and loud and showy?

I guess I just want to be sure.
Sure that You're there. Sure that You notice me.
That I'm special enough for special effects on my account.
Mostly to be sure You know me.

You really do know me thought, don't you?

You know I like gentle rain and daisies and stew.
You know my mind slows down when my pulse speeds up.
You know I will find you in quiet contemplation
though you are everywhere I seek.

Lord, I know something about You too.

I know You are there in the storms and the rain.
I know You hung on a cross on my account.
I know You love me as I am;
who You make me to be.

Thank you for your fearless, gentle reign over me.