The God Day

The God Day

by Lynette Friesen

  I came to him 
  Open to the pain of my sin 
  The regret and remorse 
  The fall-on-your-knees cries of failure 
    
  Wanting to seek what he has for me 
  Knowing I come so short of the goal 
    
  But do you know what he did? 
    
  He told me "Joy" 
  He said to take his freedom and dance
  To savor the pleasure of this day 
  To celebrate the gifts of the people and the peace for today 
    
  To join him in the celebration 
  To let the "what ifs" go 
  And savor the beauty of his love 
  To let it wash over me 
  To run and play and laugh with him 
  On this God day.

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Peace, dwight