At first you dragged us
Against our will and into your life
Irresistibly impelling the I
We were humbled
Then you showered gifts
Washing us with precious promises
Of life, of good, of blessings to come, even protection from prey
We were inspired
So, we did as you commanded
Day after day, studying to preach and pray
Students on mission, on fire without a cage
We became as gods
Knowing good and evil
Knowing the difference
Between planting corn and strawberries
In our quest of you
Analyzed and perused
Unexamined details sprouted like never before
It was as though, for once, we both reached an impasse
Then we each watched each other's tide
Encroach upon our iconic moat and sand castle
While each of us did nothing
What happened to the One who saved us?
Where did all the power and sovereignty go?
Will you not do for us what we cannot do for ourselves?
Why the silent treatment now?
Nothing but silence, casting doubt
In despair, questioning if you’d ever been there
In loneliness, orphaned and stranded
Why should we care?
A generation of wandering
Around this citadel of sand
And you would not coddle or swaddle us once more
Why not drag us, or woo us, or inspire us again?
Why jettison every word of promise?
Convince us to care, if you dare
Then the seed finally died
Children abandoned their fathers
Servants betrayed their masters
Fruitless branches pruned from the vine
Because juvenility reigned
Only a few learned to increase in likeness and sovereignty
Even fewer took control of this monergistic gift for all
To honor father and mother when they’re no longer needed
And trust this first synergistic word with promise