Prodigal return, confession of mortality...(2002) by Peter Menkin
Flesh, that yields to time. Soul entreats my failures not noticed in return to God with open heart.
Stricken with failures of being away from You.
Exercise: What's known, you are merciful. What's known, Christ prayed. What's known, the cup.
Allow my unbelief become belief; strengthen us. We are prodigal; I am.
Friday, March 16, 2007
A poem and a prayer about being Prodigal
I am sure you are familiar with the prodigal son. A story as much about the son who wastes part of his life, and then returns to the father who is good and kind. Who forgives him and celebrates his return. This is a story about God's promise and His goodness. There is also the brother, who is surprised by the brother's return and resents the celebration and acceptance after his brother's prodigal life.
"A Call to the Lord's Table"
by Peter Menkin
This lost sheep needs to
be taken home again, Lord.
In music I and we call you.
In song we sing a beckoning.
Play on piano, organ, voice.
Again, the Sunday experience; about returning throughout the week to God...
This is a good place for me to post a poem about returning to God. Notice I use the word "prodigal" to explain the sense of returning to self and God throughout the week. The Sunday experiencc is more than a one day experience.
Prodigal return, confession of mortality...(2002) by Peter Menkin
Flesh, that yields
to time. Soul entreats
my failures not noticed
in return to God
with open heart.
Stricken with failures
of being away from You.
Exercise:
What's known, you are merciful.
What's known, Christ prayed.
What's known, the cup.
Allow my unbelief
become belief; strengthen us.
We are prodigal; I am.