Toiling with thoughts on what has been said
Searching for some answers as I lie in bed
How could it be, that God has called one
One so unprepared, one still so undone
The voice and visions instilled into others
Christains known to me I call sisters and brothers
They say it is so, it has been revealed
Soveriegn is the Lord, presence his I do feel
Nervous is the state for the role is quite great
Become a Pastor? Or could it be a mistake?
But God's greater wisdom is his and not mine
It's his choice for us, as the world still has time
I'm no Billy Graham and not T D Jakes
But the Lord sees in me that we have what it takes
To help grow his Kingdom though many are called
To serve as a Pastor, though my walk still a crawl
Writing poetry has helped me find his way
As God has spoken to save those who still stray
For time will soon come to be judged by our maker
Creator, reedemer, lifes giver and taker