“Too Tight A Fit”

I’m terrified, O Lord, my God,
Which, on the whole seems rather odd;
What is it Father-God? I ask,
As I gear up for brand new task?

“It's okay Stu, just hold the course
You’ve lots to do – you’ll be resourced
In ways you cannot fathom, yet,
All in good time you’ll be all set.

For this is wacky-doodle time
As you set out as child of mine
Into new tasks, and ways and means
Will each emerge, and what each seems –

“Will slowly merge with what you know
And you’ll press on to big T.O.
As you’ve been asked, so don’t despair
This far exceeds first shift’s repair”.

Okay, O Father, I see now
Time span’s too short, does not allow
Me to stretch out, too tight a fit;
So wonder-world can there exist.

Okay Holy Spirit thanks for this.

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