My God, My Father

Forgive me
For uttering a word
Against Your promises
It’s profoundly absurd
To imply tardiness
Or impotence
To the only invariably
Sure and reliable substance
In all existence:
Your nature and intent.
Of my pride and idolatry,
In ash, I repent.
If my way is dark
It’s because I am blind
Fashion a salve, apply the balm,
Help me find
The path back home

Into Your will.

You give and You take away;
Blessed be Your name forevermore!