in between

We have to be candles, 

burning between hope and despair,
faith and doubt,

 life and death,
all the opposites.

to be a light means to burn

to use myself up

a candle uses itself completely up

and slowly extinguishes

no great fanfare

just a silent ending of the light

and so I burn

hopefully brightly

during this inbetween time

this not knowing whether Jeff will live

or die

and I cry for mercy  .....

and yet if he dies

does that mean God is not merciful?

not good?

in this desert

my mouth is full of the sands of fear

making it hard to sing

God is so good

God is so good

God is so good to me

and He says

My ways are not your ways

My thoughts not your thoughts

God Who never changes

IS