Temptation tickles my thoughts
and trickles down
into action.
Where did the resolute resolve go?
It seems lost in a Lenten haze
of frantic fervor
born of impulsive ambition
so soon slipping away.
I feed on God’s Word,
and yet I’m trapped
in an on-going battle
of want and desire,
longing for freedom from all
that often tries
to separate me from the Almighty.
Our fragile lives
hang in the balance
of right and wrong
good and evil,
and like the pendulum
that swings back and forth
I look to the Savior
to truly free me
from what chains me,
glory, honor, power….
You too struggled
being so human,
yet your divinity reached up
to the Father
who delivered you
from the daily anguish
as you escaped into silent prayer.
You are the suffering servant
showing me the way
to healing and wholeness,
and now a thankful sigh
fills my being
and lifts me to new heights.