GOD’S THRONE
Child,
Why do you choose them over me?
Why do you let your faith shrink and wither?
Why do you forget who I am and what I own?
Why do you act like a stranger in my house?
Why do you stand aloof afar off?
What makes you think your sins can’t be forgiven?
Have you been criticised, condemned and judged?
Come, love.
Come to my throne.
I’ve been trying to reach you,
But these days a lot of things steal your attention and leave you distracted.
Distracted and distressed.
I want to speak to you,
But you lead a noisy life, and my voice would be drowned in the whole busyness.
That emptiness in your soul,
That’s my place, let me fill it.
I’ll fill wherever has been rejected,
I’ll create a home in you where no one wants to stay,
I want to fill your heart with joy,
And leave your face beaming.
I want to do so much for you,
But you’re so confused and choiceless you don’t know what you want.
Come to me, I’ll help you find your purpose,
And make lines fall for you in pleasant places.
Dad,
God.
Joy C. Uchenaya
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