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The Voice of
the Sentry
by Kenneth L.
Birks
Coming into
this world naked, as babes, we enter
with innocence.
Seeing and
perceiving all, we look on in wonder
with dissonance.
Perceptions
formed by others, we fill with
assumptions and confusion.
Caught in
webs of meaningless existence, we cry
out in desperation.
Lost in
confusion and anxiety, we grope about
hoping for a ray of light.
Amid
blindness gripping the soul, we hope in
the dark of the night.
Amid all that
clutters, a still small voice speaks
with such difference.
Questioning
its source, we investigate its origin
and significance.
Speaking with
such warmth amid turmoil and unease, we
question.
With hearts
of expectation, 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.
As a beam of
light, we see and hear again the voice pointing
to a path.
With hearing
ears, the voice beckons to the path
ahead, so near.
Eyes riveted,
the 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 eyes of
understanding opened; it’s embraced
wholeheartedly.
Tasting the
sweetness from the sentry’s voice,
entrance is gained,
With peace
from obedience that floods, other voices
are silenced.
Embracing a
cross symbolizing humility and
suffering, we proceed.
Carrying it
everywhere we go, the sentry’s voice, we
now trust.
Oh, the
thrill of adventures as He leads us
onward, filled with joy.
Filled with
confidence, unafraid of what's ahead, we
reach to attain.
Surprisingly,
all burdens and the cares that weighed
down are lifted.
No longer a
sentry, but a friend, He walks alongside
as we discover.
Now
assisting, He removes the cross’ weight
by bearing our sins.
Continuing to
whisper, He says, “Cast all of your
cares upon Me.”
No longer
lost in confusion, His cross daily, we
willingly embrace.
Knowing His
voice leads to adventures of faith we
breathe deeply.
Daily
committing to Him, He leads so
completely into His purposes.
Filled with
love, peace, and joy; He daily loads
with benefits.
No longer
lost in meaningless existence, there's
no need to pretend.
No longer
groping about in the dark, the path
grows lighter and lighter.
Giving
thanksgiving, we breathe in deeply, His
presence, so sweetly.
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