Psalm 85
After I say the words,
After I storm away,
After I make myself a fool,
I wait to hear what he will say.
Without a reconciling hope
Without one redeeming deed,
I kneel before just anger;
I relinquish my consuming need.
His whisper answers right away;
An unexpected paradox:
Love and law intertwined,
Scandalous, unorthodox.
Complete, safe, prosperous,
Healthy, whole, and at home
Soul-safe, right with him,
His answer is always Shalom.
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Guest Writer
Olivia Oster
is a writer living on Lookout Mountain, GA, whose fiction and poetry explore the spiritual aspect of common everyday life as well as the elements of life with which she is most familiar: chronic pain, parenting, gardening, cooking, and homemaking. Olivia’s poetry has been accepted in The Reformed Journal, As Surely as the Sun, Spirit Fire Review, and others. She has also published A New Grammary, focusing on grammar formulas, and a poetry chapbook called Poetic Faith. You can find more about Olivia at her author’s website.
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