Tumbled
by Lisa Gemperline
2014
I pulled the shirts from the dyer today
crumpled, yet warm and white
Surely the wrinkles would fall right out
much to our hopeful delight
Realizing the ironing that must be done
to get the shirts crisp and straight
I hung them up one by one on the rack
Six, seven and now there are eight
The eighth one for measure,
Prepared for the Lord, ever ready, clean & pure
Clean pressed & starched, lined up in a row
for his service so constant and sure
He’ll roll up these sleeves as he serves the Lord
to act on thoughts “not of mine”
His Service each day, each hour of the week
to bless with love from the Divine
The tumbled worn souls come seeking his help
lined up, needing hope, one by one
He's hoping each soul that is looking for peace
will look to and follow The Son
.
No comments:
Post a Comment