Melting My Old Ways
"For God is not so unjust as to overlook
your work and the love which you showed for
his sake in serving the saints, as you still
do. And we desire each one of you to show
the same earnestness in realizing the full
assurance of hope until the end, so that
you may not be sluggish, but imitators of
those who through faith and patience inherit
the promises." (1)
A New Springtime
The hardened mounds of aging snow,
That glaciate with winter's days,
Solidifying as they grow --
A metaphor of my old ways.
The comfort of the ev'ryday
Stifles my spirit to a crawl;
Inertia infects the way
My heart responds to Master's call.
Then I prostrate myself in prayer,
And empty my heart of its load,
The Lord shines on me like a flare;
Revealing how my ways have slowed.
He shines on me like springtime sun
With warmth of love and gentle rays;
Conversion's melting has begun
The hard process -- changing my ways.
With warmth, the snows will disappear,
A new creation will emerge;
My heart melts as the Son draws near,
And its trickle flows to a surge!
If we grow cold and stagnating,
The Lord melts our hearts with His
(c) Paul Buis, 2001
(1) Hebrews 6:10-12