(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in the ‘rescues inside’ by God this daily leavened bread”)
You can’t take just one second for heard prayers?
Hiding tears is like hiding a five-toed
pachyderm. All can hear and see for theirs
is yours. You and them carry the same load.
I prayed this morning and my hurts were heard.
I cried an ocean. The boat found me soaked.
The passengers hoisted up aboard. Stirred
my insides to know they cared. Then, we joked.
God hears, sees, and rescues. God is that boat
with Jesus and God’s Angels as The Crew.
There is nothing inside us too remote
that God won’t sail toward us to rescue.
We carry each other through the flood tide.
God hears prayers, sees tears, and rescues inside.