(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in moment-by-moment surrender this daily leavened bread [second day off from work]”)
You think to surrender in one lump sum.
It is moment-by-moment that you raise
your hands up and say, “I can’t be a bum
with nowhere to go!” Go Home where God stays.
I have to surrender when I’m dead tired,
“I’m dead,” when I have no fight left in me.
“I’m alive” at the moment I am hired
to do God’s Will. Not just alive, “I’m FREE!”
“I’m alive. I died with Christ. Christ is FREE!”
Gone the games as anti-Heaven heathens.
We “surrender” Home runs effortlessly.
With man, we are “outs.” With God, bequeath “ins.”
Whether lifetime crime or first offender,
God is moment-by-moment surrender.