It's my experience that the Holy Spirit nudges us towards prayer in a variety of ways, shapes and forms. Tonight's prayer is an example. My friend, John McGinty, recently moved to Ireland where he continues to minister in his retirement. Yesterday he posted a poem on his substack that called me to prayer like a bell sounding in church steeple. I'm pleased, with his permission, to share it with you here - and I'm grateful for wherever the Spirit may lead you through John's words. A note: with a poet's license here, John goes light on punctuation
Chance Meeting
It’s
rain tonight he said,
as we passed along the street.
Aye,
he continued, enough of it,
and predicted for three days now.
I
looked him in the eye and just said it,
You’re
raining yourself, tears in your eyes, no?
There
are, the simple response.
Silence,
then
evening
is the time for them
The
light is low and people look past,
on their way home.
But
why, I pursued gently, why tears at all?
Because,
he said slowly,
because
I have lived long enough
to have loved and lost more.
When
I’m tired
moving
slow and my guard is down,
I
see their faces, I hear their voices and
he
said no more.
You’re
a good man, I offered.
Am
I? he smiled now, tears still there.
I’m just a man, that’s all.
Good
night now, he moved on with a wave,
we’ll
get wet we will,
but
we’ll dry again.
- John McGinty
My first thought was that I'd find no song to pair well with John's words - or that something instrumental might work... But in searching I came across this piece by Matt Hammitt. It's not a perfect match but I believe both Matt and the man encountered in John's poem agree: "we'll get wet we will, but we'll dry again..."
Tears by Matt Hammitt
If a video doesn't appear below, click here!
No comments:
Post a Comment
Please THINK before you write
and PRAY before you think!