10/2/24
I have taken my stand,
I have planted my fields,
I am not moving,
What I do,
I do for you.
Where are you God?
What are you doing?
Are you asleep?
Are you using the latrine?
Are you on vacation?
Where are you God?
Have I lost you?
What did I do to lose you?
Where are you God?
I am on the run,
I can’t keep up,
I am all alone.
What do I do God?
You left me alone!
I stood your ground,
I fought your fight
Your people,
They rebelled against you,
They tore down your altars,
They killed your prophets,
I alone am left,
A pitiful fragment of a once great
nation,
And I am all alone,
Where are you?
Go and restore, son.
Anoint the next generation,
Kings and prophets you will find,
A successor I will give you,
Why am I alone, Lord?
My son,
I have not left you alone,
I always reserve a remnant,
There are seven thousand in Israel,
Seven thousand who have not bowed
the knee to Baal,
Seven thousand who have not kissed
him,
Seven thousand strong,
You see now,
I never left you alone.
This poem was inspired by 1 Kings
19
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