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What Will You Do Today, Lord?

What Will You Do Today, Lord?

As I walked Titus this morning, the stars were still out. As we walked east, the sun's rays shot over the horizon as the clouds shifted in a large mass. It was a gorgeous morning, as most mornings are. As I walked, I thought about God's view of the coming day. To him, it was not a straight line of seconds ticking. The day must be impossibly different to God than it is to us.

He would accomplish more in one day than any of us could ever imagine. He would not wipe the sleep from his eyes, grab some coffee, and mope to work. No way. God rides into battle every day on our behalf. The sprays the plants with dew, saves souls, and pushes back darkness. He maintains his kingdom by the power of his might. There is much going on that we don't see in our normalcy, stuff that would terrify us and captivate us if we only knew.

Anyway, I started praying as I walked. And this prayer became a poem. And I was tempted to record it and share it. I'm no poet and I don't know what category - if any - this poem would fall into. Frankly, I don't care. It came from my guts and because I enjoy very much when people share their hearts so I figured I would, too.

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What Will You Do Today, Lord?

As the sun explodes over the eastern hills

The day unfurls before us

And I wonder…what will you do today, Lord?

What battlefields will you trod, terrifying and valiant

What enemies will you vanquish under hoof on your stallion

And what hearts will you open, pouring in your grace

What children will you call home to see you face to face

What will you do today, Lord?

Do you plan your will as I do my day

Surely not, Lord, the world turns when you say

As we commute to our work, what unseen battles rage

What protections do we enjoy to keep us on your page

What will you do today, Lord?

The next corner is dark, unseen

Our minds are linear and small

You stand around the corner and here with us, not a sparrow shall errantly fall

You ride herd, rescue on your mind

We just go about our day and tarry over wine

What will you do today, Lord?

The hours are few, the days left are few

We walk by faith not sight

Soon we will reunite with you, bathed in glorious light

What will you do today, Lord?

Jesus Says, "Come." So Go.

Jesus Says, "Come." So Go.

Being Unremarkable

Being Unremarkable