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Sunday, June 10, 2012

My First Thought

This is the first essay in my latest book, Learning to Lean, Volume 1. Available on Amazon, Kindle, or through me at richmaffeobooks@gmail.com

Who has measured the waters in the hollow of His hand, and marked off the heavens by the span, and calculated the dust of the earth? . . . Behold, the nations are like a drop from a bucket, and are regarded as a speck of dust on the scales; . . . All the nations are as nothing before Him, they are regarded by Him as less than nothing and meaningless . . . Who stretches out the heavens like a curtain and spreads them out like a tent to dwell in. He it is who reduces rulers to nothing . . . He merely blows on them, and they wither, and the storm carries them away like stubble (Isaiah 40:12-24).

When I finally leave this body
and stand in the presence
of my Father's glory,

when He reaches from His throne
and draws me to His lap,

when I then understand
what I could not understand
in life –

the enormity
of His incomprehensible power,
the limitlessness
of His reign
over every fiber
of eternity,

that no creature
in heaven
or on earth
can open
what he shuts
or close
what He opens,

that the totality of creation
throughout countless galaxies
bow at His presence . . .

I think my first thought –
when I realize where I am
and in whose arms I rest –

my first thought
will not be shrouded in sorrow
for my many sins,

for things I did
or did not do
in life.

I think I will be most sorry
that I didn’t trust Him more,

when I had so many chances
to do so.


Jodie said...

Hi Rich,

What a lovely poem. Did you author it? If not, do you know
who did? Thanks. Jodie

Richard Maffeo said...

Thank you, Jodie. I authored the poem.

Anonymous said...

wow that's BEAUTIFUL!!!