More Water
I need water to survive.
I want to trust the promises to live.
Drink the promises, to be filled.
To live as you have willed.
The need is stronger than the want.
In my need I grumble and I taunt.
The trust seems so far away,
Why have I survived another day?
I have heard it said:
This is the day, rejoice and be glad.
Death or life, is this the choice?
I hid at the sound of your voice.
I thirst
A Lent meditation
Steve Skiver