“Here I am, Lord,
Is it I, Lord?
I have heard you calling in the night.”
when you called,
drenched in sweat,
afraid to close your eyes
when you asked me
to teach you to crochet;
bottom lip pouting,
“Please let it be easy.”
when you wanted to know about underground water.
Who would want to know such things?
Only the curious and the creator.
when you presented
your shirts to be pressed and folded
only hours before the plane left
… and there was Cubs and
work and guests and dinner
and my favourite programme on TV.
I don't want to be woken in the night.
It makes me feel wrung out.
And I hate ironing.
And I get frustrated
when you want everything to be perfect first time.
But I heard your call
And I came
Because I love you.
“I will go, Lord, if you lead me.
I will hold your people in my heart.”