Lord, we have needs

You know them before we open our mouth

Truth is

When you hear, you act

And we so want you to act, Father.

Our self-pity at times is contemptible

To us.

But not to you, no not to you

You hold on, hold out, hold up for us.

Like the good coach

That we never had.

And the cadence…

“Press in… extend…ready…here comes the burst…

That’s the stuff!”

Imagine, somehow out of all of this mess

In shorter time than we think

God, all lovely, looks down, and smiles


“That’s the stuff.

My stuff…in you

See, you made it through.”

Doug Blair, Waterloo, Ontario

“ah feel Hes playsure”


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