All the world has gone mad, thought I,
Nestled away from what I would shun.
Directly came then a Word from on High:
Thy will is weak. My Will be done.
(Holy went seeking but found no higher.)
Even flawed and broken, thought I,
May be used to spread His Light.
Expanding my faith, exposing His Might,
Evangelizing far and nigh.
(Kindness went seeking but found no hire.)
Soon my doubts would interfere.
Helpless, I prayed for an aha
And suddenly, the answer became clear:
Live humbly the loving life I ought.
(Love went seeking but found no high.)
April 9, 2013
