The story of Christ walking on water is one of the most beloved stories in the gospel. The most important part of this story, for my personal life, not from a theological perspective, is Peter's failure to walk. Many times in my life I have felt like Peter, he is the biblical character that I feel closest to. In this story I understand his drowning, I am very familiar with feeling overwhelmed, like I am drowning and there is no escape. This is not to say that I feel overwhelmed by the difficulty of life, but instead by what I often perceive as the pointlessness of life. We do so many things and it seems as though we make no difference in the world. While I am now attempting to do more (such as writing this blog) I still often have difficulty believing that it will matter. There is so much of life, of existence, that feels like a waste of time to me that I often want to walk away from it all, live on a mountain, and do nothing. This poem reflects this feeling, and this story, which would by why I brought it up.
Dark tides o'erwhelm
As strength fades
Under beating of heavy waves
And I sink down beneath the sea
My mind is gone
My heart is lost
And I have not breath
To reach the surface
I drowned in darkness
Lost to thought and hope
And I plead with you
To raise me up
Set me upon the surface
And teach me once again to walk
Be the strength that I am lacking
The heart that I have lost
The hope that no more shines within my eyes
That I may serve you Lord
That all my life will please you
And by your blessing I might dwell
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