A GODLY MAN

 

A man is like a mountain. His strength is inside and it was given from above. He grows in wisdom and dignity with the ages.

He is home to his family, strength for the powerless and steadfast friend of the spiritually empty.

And he knows he was flawed from the beginning.

 

He can be stripped of his surface values mined of his heart-treasures, defamed and humiliated. His spiritual rivers can become polluted or almost drained dry. His character can easily be smeared and his integrity be questioned. Though scarred experiential canyons may mark his path and his face, still he holds fast.

 

            Through it all, he can withstand the distracting thunder, the lightning’s flash attack, the fire, earthquake, avalanche, and flood with the shining, inner strength of his faith.

 

            In his pilgrimage, time alone will crack his face, shatter his knees, and crumble his feet, yet some day his spirit will soar.

 

            For now, he still stands facing the wind, open and vulnerable as before, but he still stands

because he first learned how to kneel;

            and he knows The ONE

                        who commands the sea

            and he knows

                        WHOSE he is.