Awaiting Renewal

I dared to look

Through the parted curtains of my life

And I saw fresh leaves fall off my life’s tree

 

I tried to pick them all up

But couldn’t replace them at stalk

The more I bent to pick

The more leaves fell, still fresh

 

I got weaker by the day

And noticed my utter helplessness

Then picked I for my path, a light

For my feet, a lamp

 

In it saw I celestial ministers

By the side of Master Emmanuel

After His wilderness experience

And in Gethsemane’s flora

 

Seeing Jesus in weakness receive strength

I tweaked my lamp abright

Its light fell upon this:

“…But they that wait upon the Lord

Shall renew their strength …”

 

Isaiah 40:29-31 “²⁹ He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.³⁰ Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall;³¹ but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength…(NIV)