I feel

May 5th, 2008

I

I feel

I feel like

I feel like a pencil

I feel like a pencil, a very dull and unobtrusive pencil.

God

God is

God is the sandpaper

God is the sandpaper that rought up the surface of my pencil. I want God to use it, use it to sharpen my pencil.

God 

God is

God is not shaping my pencil head. He is shaving, shaving down the extra stuff off the pencil. He is making me smaller. Weaker, yet stronger. He is making me more reliant on him and less reliant on me.

I

I feel

I feel like

I feel like a weaker pencil, yet I am much stronger. I am more reliant, more reliant on the gentle masters touch. He writes my story, dull pencil or sharp. Weak body or strong.

God

God is

God is good

God is good, all the time.  

2 Responses to “I feel”

  1. L.L. Barkaton 05 May 2008 at 10:32 pm

    A poem! How delightful. Nice paradoxical image.

  2. Christianneon 10 May 2008 at 5:18 pm

    i agree. this is a delightful poem. thanks for sharing, carl.

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