A poem inspired during a drive down a country road lined with campaign signs in the fall of 2020.
I travel a road between right and left;
red or blue, no or yes.
Each side pulls, with grains of truth
disguising their pride, away from You.
I long for unity, for peace, for hope,
but find myself tangled in the enemy’s rope.
For ears are tickled, eyes are blind,
and deception runs deep on either side.
Where are my teachers, Lord? The ones that you say
I will hear behind me, saying, “This is the way.”
I’m listening, Father, but my ears are clogged
with the murky blindness of a selfish fog.
For my desires feel true, but my heart can deceive.
Help me to hear You, help me believe.
“Let truth come to light!” is my passionate prayer;
I pray for discernment and compassion and care.
While voices are raised and arguments strong,
May my thoughts rise above them in worship and song.
Whichever side “wins,” You are still on the throne;
I will live it, believe it, and make Your name known.
May I choose not one side, but choose only You –
For You are the Way, and the Life, and the Truth.
