CALLING

“Why, why hast Thou forsaken me?”
Was not an idle cry.
When Father turned His face away,
His Son yearned to know why.

“Why, why dost Thou abandon me?
Did my attempt displease?
Was it this? Was it that? Is there
No way to now appease?

How have I disappointed Thee?
How did my mission fail?”
All of the dread that humans feel
Became a twisting flail.

His distance from Father’s presence
For a moment was more than ours,
But then He ran to succor us
In all the utmost hours.

(13 December 2008, Pleasant Grove, Utah)