Stormy times
By Jennie Gordon
St. Margaret’s Uniting Church, Mooroolbark
O God, show me your rock
unearth it, put it in plain view,
so we might lay our foundations
in your immovable ground
because these are stormy times
great gusts of grief are blowing
threatening to unearth us
from our footings in the clay
storms of pain are
battering at the walls
of our self-preservation
lifting the rusty roof
of our protection
leaving us vulnerable
to anger, bewilderment and doubt
cumulative clouds of sadness
threaten to eclipse the light
and keep us in
the long dark night
drill deep, God who yearns to hold us
drill deep into the earth of your being
and secure us in your love
because the storms will blow