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To be what I ought ...


Psalm 139:6 New English Translation (NET Bible)

6 Your knowledge is beyond my comprehension;
it is so far beyond me, I am unable to fathom it.

 

 

To be

 

I want to be what I ought to be … but “ought” is beyond my comprehension

if I don’t like what I am right now ... I don’t know why the attention?

 

An endless circle I’m traveling ... in search of self and call.

I go straight ahead on that curvy road ... in the tracks of my past in all.

 

The more I travel on that road ... the deeper tracks I make

until my ankles disappear ... and my progress slows to fake.

 

When the storms of life appear ... and fill the ruts with water

I really will slip into my past ... why then even bother?

 

To travel where I’ve been before ... and to shop in tradition’s mall

to find a way narrow ... but right for myself and call.

 

It is only reached when I travel ... in love for God and neighbors

and possibly written deep in self ... to satisfy my God and Savior.

 

Jan Wienen

 

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