Stones Appearing

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  1. Stones Appearing

    By Frank Lee Jennings

    ©2008 All Copyrights remain with the author

    Walking I walk to the water again
    where no bridge or crossing awaits me.
    Stopping at the edge I wonder, question,
    “How shall I pass over?" I bow my head.

    Praying, beseeching, I cry out,
    “Lord, make a way for me to pass over,
    because there is no way”, I am urged to
    step into nothingness, and a stone appears.

    My foot falls onto a stone, a foundation
    created for me by the forger of
    creation, by the Maker of me. Weeping,
    laughing, I give thanks, and walk on.

    Many are the waters I have passed over,
    many stones have come up under my feet
    on this mysterious journey of life,
    as I walk towards my long home.

    Fearful rolling waters, foaming, troubled.
    Making a way he places firmament
    for me to tread, puts it there
    with His word, His untiring hands.

    Death is a rolling water,
    fear a troubled water, adversaries,
    impending doom, rejection, lack,
    sickness and temptation, dark black waters all.

    Often I’ve stood long and long, weary, unbelieving
    that a way would, could be made
    for my shredded heart, wounded spirit,
    yet it was revealed in His time.

    Walking across on stones he commanded into place,
    Jesus, son of God, steps with me, gripping my hand.
    I will never leave or forsake you he tells me.
    A Carpenter is He, yes, and a stone setter too.

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