My good friend and fellow pastor of Mosaic, Joel Gaines, wrote this poem that we used tonight as we examined the Christ's dependence on his Father. It reflects some of the struggles we battle in our minds when we know we need to spend time alone with God. These are great word pictures that describe what we all go through sometimes, the fears, the questions, and the results of silence and just being with the Father. "But Jesus often withdrew to the wilderness for prayer." Luke 5:16
The cold fear destroys what guard I have
Naked, exposed like a victim
Gathering what protection I can
The futility of my defense
Longing for the noise of my wisdom to blanket this moment
Will I like what I find?
Courage to listen?
Passion to be?
Guilt for what I have been?
A sword that pierces?
A wildflower grows to exist
Reflecting the beauty of silence
Relaxed as the sun reflects its simple duty
Revealing the cruelty of those too consumed to notice
The value of existence
