Monday, December 2, 2013

Time Well Spent

From the window
of my office
I can see
beyond the haze
the mountains
and the days
spent there
on roads
in trucks
through water
and mud
and ice.
We two
and others
friends, family,
food, and fuel,
time spent,
a dent,
good trucks
and bad
exploring God's good earth,
feeling it from time to time
under wheels,
frame rails,
and sometimes
my back and elbows
as I raced
to repair
and carry on.
And you,
a queen
serene,
braided hair
beside me,
my friend,
my accomplice and admirer,
now my wife.
No better times
could I ask
than what we had,
have,
and will have,
because our God
conforms us,
reforms us,
hammers out our dents
and tightens our loose screws
as we continue to explore,
on different back roads,
still together,
His good plan
for us
and ours.

Over the hills,
around the bends,
His road is rough,
until it ends.

    A voice cries:
    “In the wilderness prepare the way of the LORD;
        make straight in the desert a highway for our God.
    Every valley shall be lifted up,
        and every mountain and hill be made low;
    the uneven ground shall become level,
        and the rough places a plain.
    And the glory of the LORD shall be revealed,
        and all flesh shall see it together,
        for the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”

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