On The Water


We dare to walk on water and manage a few steps;
not big stylish strides of course, but many starts and stops.

Then fatuous fears arrive blown on an alien wind;
with instant understanding he grabs us by the hand.

It’s plain we have not mastered the basics of this game;
only his presence helps us from sinking in the foam.

Sometimes we sourly grumble, and wish for quick rewards.
Does walking on water matter? It’s safer on the roads!

Yet when he says “Come join me!” a soul-deep Christ within
leaps up with expectation impatient to begin.

(by Bruce D Prewer 1996.)

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