A Blessing to Know Your Call

I bless the heaven-sent burden

That sits on your heart;

That deep, woeful longing

That doesn’t diminish or dilute or delete

No matter how much ignoring or

Rationalizing or repressing

Because, though it is now your ache,

It first was God’s.

I’m thinking of Nehemiah—

Who, upon learning of the disgrace

Of his homeland,

Where rebuilding had halted

And walls were fallen

And God’s people were unprotected,

“Sat down and wept and mourned for days” (Neh. 1:4).

So, I bless that God-provoked

Thorn in your heart

That draws you to the Savior

And guides the steps of your life.

You’re called, child of God.

May you hearken to His promptings

Unveiled in your deepest longings.