Over at dVerse Poets Pub today, Claudia has challenged us to write about anything we want, but we have to really look at it first. No clichés or hollow shadows of the thing allowed.
My Lesson
My BSF lesson was just some questions,
Bible passages to read—long passages
This is the life of Moses, Exodus and all that
Now it’s filled with my scribbles,
that half cursive, half printing jumble
that is my barely legible handwriting
Good thing no one else has to read it
It’s just for me, and to share with my
Saturday morning discussion group
But the real lesson is yet to come
I’m amazed every week, with each new lesson
that others don’t always have
the exact same answers as I do
We read the same passages yet
we glean different principles as
God’s Word speaks into each life, each heart
My lesson is that our Creator, omniscient
that He is, has a different lesson for me
than He has for you today, this week
Perhaps next week, or next year
I’ll be on the same lesson as you are now
or vice versa as our circumstances require
And that makes me rejoice
that my God truly knows
our daily needs and provides