Construction Ink

Process or results? – you're right
The issue's yours – it's ’bout the fight;
And fights are messy, yes-sir-ee,
Though folks around prefer serene.

They want a demolition Man
Who works so quiet – they can't stand
A mess, or noise, or out-to-lunch-
Type guy who throws a sucker punch.

They have this set of rules they like
To use in life, "Avoid a fight";
"Who cares what's good or bad?" they say,
"It's peaceful tidings all the way".

That's why they like the Yuletide right,
Not stable-ness, or tears in night,
The screams of giving birth in there,
"Just soothe my brow, remove my care."

But God to Mary said up front,
"This son of yours, sin will confront;
A sword will pierce your heart one day,
For that's the Christ in manger hay".

So, God can make it look real good,
(Results quite poor is understood
To be the way things would turn out –
A churchly scene without a doubt).

Or, he can get you good results,
Full-stretch as ten or thereabouts,
In integrated body life;
Both freed and fed; not mean, but right.

That Angel lives within the stone,
Entombed within, it cannot roam;
If you would like that dream set free,
Just say, "Results is what I need".

Then I will take the matter up
With He whose task is at the top,
And ask if there be any need
That I should fill, to do that deed.

For maybe I am not the one
To see this little task-y done;
For when we pray on one's behalf,
He's serious again by half –

He says, "Go hug obnoxious one;
He's prayed for hugs – when that is done,
He'll pull some levers, buttons push,
And blockages will turn to mush."

For hearts of kings are in His hand
He bends them like a river, and
Grinds mountains down to let us pass;
Does more than we can hope or ask.

For just look back, nine months ago
How we got here – we did not know;
But let Him lead where we've arrived,
And by His hand we have survived.

All we have found? Already there;
All we have done? Tune up with care;
What's up ahead? His body life;
What's his desire? Reducing strife.

So who’s awaiting whom today?
Who's deep desire for you's in play?
Construction sites quite messy are,
But not for long, for work's by Gar.

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