The key is in the surety
Ye receive not because ye ask not
and when ye ask ye ask amiss
But to approach the altar as the bench
State your case as if it were the last judgment
Beg your plea as if your soul weighed on it
But just as importantly his character
Although no one has asked God what are you doing
How many have challenged his intentions within our paths!
More than I can hear, these people
I did not birth them, what am I to do with them?
this is the assertiveness, the vulnerability
to say I can’t do this for these people God
so that he can say I gave you words and a mouth and my Spirit.
So there will always be doubters
But if God said it, surely it will come to pass
Sooner or later, it will come to pass.
You will be you, the way will find you
what you were to be will make sense in that place and time
so that it can come to pass
Though the vision is delayed
Wait for it, it will not tarry
God does not tarry as some say
Write the vision,
make it plain on tablets
that they may run who read it.
For the vision is yet for an appointed time
Though it tarry, wait for it
It will not tarry
(in my mind this echoes)
(then I opened to Psalm 107: 33-38
he turns a desert into pools of water)
I don’t need to interpret the vision
I only need to write it so a runner may read it.
A fresh hot spring flowing up from within
a brackish swamp tangled with
weeds – overflowing the banks
bringing vegetation to the dry land