Pilgrimage
I wrote this poem a year ago during Lent, considering the pilgrimage I
am on right now...I believe it fits. I hope it blesses you.
Pilgrimage
I bow my head in reverence,
not in shame.
I kneel humbly in homage,
not in fear.
What I give up in surrender
is small.
What I gain in surrender
is without measure.
Repentance sorrow is
met with mercy.
A heavy heart is caressed
with hope.
More than need or want,
is the desire for redemption
That makes an everyday pilgrimage
real in my heart.
Jay Cookingham 2010 ©
Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew
a steadfast spirit within me.
Psalm 51:10
Comments
Beautifully said and what He is teaching me more and more each day!
I used Psalm 51 in a post yeasterday - and pray that He does indeed give us clean and pure hearts!