They Say “Mine!”

Monday Missive #49

A Poem: They Say “Mine”

They say “mine” without knowing
Who holds the ends of kites;
Who stops the wind from blowing;
Who brings the storms at night.
They say “mine” to false kingdoms
Built with gold and straw;
Of possessions great and small;
They posses nothing,
Living in a renters paradise
You create from grace.

Father them forgive,
They know not what they do.
They believe they are king,
Not  you, Not you.
Father forgive them,
Let their eyes be open;
To know, to see
It is you that graciously
Gives all to all,
For you, O Lord,
Are all in all.

A Prayer: Lord, You Are Beyond

Lord, you are beyond…
All understanding
All comprehension
All reality
All reason
Because…
They are created
And contained in you.

Father, this day I recognize
That you are 
Incomprehensible,
Immeasurable,
Indescribable.
You are beyond all.
Yet  in your greatness
You choose to watch over
And care for me.

A Passage: For Reflection This Week

Do you not know? 
Have you not heard? 
Has it not been declared to you from the beginning? 
Have you not considered the foundations of the earth? 
God is enthroned above the circle of the earth; 
its inhabitants are like grasshoppers. 
He stretches out the heavens like thin cloth 
and spreads them out like a tent to live in.
— Isaiah 40:21-22 CSB