Monday, April 28, 2014

Mondays are for Grace


I said: "Let me walk in the fields."
He said: "No, walk in the town."
I said: "There are no flowers there."
He said: "No flowers, but a crown."

I said: "But the skies are black;
There is nothing but noise and din."
And He wept as He sent me back --
"There is more," He said; "there is sin."

I said: "But the air is thick,
And fogs are veiling the sun."
He answered: "Yet souls are sick,
And souls in the dark undone!"

I said: "I shall miss the light,
And friends will miss me, they say."
He answered: "Choose tonight
If I am to miss you or they."

I pleaded for time to be given,
He said: "Is it hard to decide?
It will not seem so hard in heaven
To have followed the steps of your Guide."

I cast one look at the fields,
Then set my face to the town;
He said, "My child, do you yield?
Will you leave the flowers for the crown?"

Then into His hand went mine;
And into my heart came He;
And I walk in a light divine,
The path I had feared to see."

-- George MacDonald


Heather said...

I've long loved that poem by G.MacDonald Heather - and just yesterday we were challenged again to be willing to go wherever God is calling us - I'm pondering my obedience to God's perfect calling this week. Thanks for the beautiful reminder.

Lovella ♥ said...

Thank you for this poem today Heather.

Patsy said...

Lovely and great photo.

Unknown said...

Love the MacDonald poem! WOW!