I turn to You for a renewing word
but Your breath is hot and devastating.

I turn to You for a refreshing spring
but Your power floods me to drowning.

I turn to You for safe haven
but Your call steals my security like a thief.

I turn to You for a strong foundation
but Your mystery shifts & trembles & quakes.

I turn to You for clarity of direction
but Your wind whips & confuses from every direction.

on Isaiah 40:7

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