(No Time for …)
I live in a
small world, I suppose—compared too many…
Where there is room
enough for God to do plenty—
Where God can take
his time, listen to my sighs, my needs
My sorrows… And then
I look about at man, so many, too many
Live in a world too
big for God to do anything, so they think!
“Why would God spend
his time on me” they say. Or
“Why would God be
concerned, he’s got better things to do?”
Is this not a
primitive way of thinking, incomprehensible?
My mind says: just
look at the vast universe, above us—
And man comes to
think more divinely than humanly on this,
So why be so petty
with human involvement?
Has man forgotten God
has no limits…?
That He can hug the
whole world with one breath, if he so wishes.
#3631 (2-5-2013)
