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.
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