The
Voice of the Sentry
Coming into
this world naked as babes, we enter with
innocence.
Seeing and
perceiving all, we look on in wonder
with dissonance.
Perceptions formed, we fill with
assumptions and confusion.
Caught in
meaningless existence, we cry out in
desperation.
In
confusion and anxiety, we grope, hoping
for rays of light.
Amid
blindness gripping the soul, we hope in
the dark of the night.
Amid
all that clutters, a voice speaks with
such difference.
Questioning,
we investigate its origin and
significance.
Speaking with such warmth amid turmoil
and unease, we question.
With
expective hearts, we wait in
anticipation with discretion.
Waiting for
that moment of stillness, we stand with
hearing ears.
Oh,
that it could be captured – that brief
moment with such peace.
Hearing again, the voice penetrates,
pointing to a lighted path.
With
hearing ears, the voice beckons to the
path ahead, so near.
Eyes
riveted, light rests on something
blocking the path ahead.
Eyes and
ears focused; a cross is seen blocking
the path's entry.
Speaking softly with such clarity, the
sentry explains its purpose.
With
understanding opened, we embrace
wholeheartedly.
Tasting sweetness from the sentry's
voice, entrance is gained.
With
peace from obedience that floods, other
voices are silenced.
Embracing a
cross with humility and suffering, we
proceed.
Carrying it
everywhere, the sentry's voice, we now
trust.
Oh,
the thrill of adventure as He leads
onward, filled with joy.
With
confidence, unafraid of what's ahead, we
reach to attain.
All
burdens and the cares, once weighing
down, now lift.
No longer a
sentry but a friend, He walks alongside
as we discover.
Now
assisting, He removes all condemnation,
bearing our sins.
Continuing
to whisper, He says, "Cast all of your
cares upon Me."
No
longer lost in confusion, we willingly
embrace His cross daily.
Knowing His
voice leads to faith adventures; we
breathe deeply.
Daily
committing to Him, He leads ultimately
to His purposes.
Filled with love, joy, and peace, He
daily loads with benefits.
No
longer lost in meaningless existence,
there’s no need to pretend.
No
longer groping in the dark, the path
grows lighter and lighter.
Giving thanksgiving, we breathe in His
sweet presence.
However, when He, the Spirit of truth,
has come, He will guide you into all
truth; for He will not speak on His own
authority, but whatever he hears, He
will speak; and He will tell you things
to come. He will glorify Me, for He will
take of what is Mine and declare it to
you.
John
16:13-14
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