Trip Me Up in Your Grace – a poem

i ache
weary

rushing after the air
to fall upon a cloudless sky
empty and crashing
like hunger’s barely
sated burn

help me
awake true thirst and hunger
trip me up in Your grace

twist me
undo me
remake and renew me

i am never right until
seeing my wrong in Your light

be still, my soul, wait patiently
for the Lord
be still and know that He is God

8 August 2005