Spiritually Discerned

Sometimes my mind seemed quick
My thoughts were fast and nimble.
More often times, were slow and “thick”
Where I needed pail, I found a thimble.
The water wet and well was just as deep
but my mind a sieve and could not keep
or hold the very thing I needed most
God’s word - filled with Holy Ghost,
My spirit dry, my mind too dull to teach
I could not grasp or understand
the meaning of the thing -just out of reach

Then a bush began to burn
this simpleton began to learn.
One cloud lifted, another glory cloud appeared,
scales fell from my eyes and my vision cleared.
There it was, and there, so plain to see,
hid forever, had not sight been given me.
God’s finger became a plow, my heart a field.
Every time He broke the earth it hurt, but I was also healed.

Each word I found to be a living seed,
pregnant with hope for all the very things I need.
Then up to Sinai’s fire to fall and worship at His Name;
both faith and fear drew near the ever burning flame.
Then after law with all its burning fire,
Grace protected me and took me higher.
Next, up to cooler peaks and on to Nebo’s heights,
out in the distance the cross, and also heaven’s lights.
Both were mine, and both were clear as day;
one my eternal home and the other was the way.

Ingimar DeRidder