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He was seventy-five years old
and God’s first word to him
was ‘GO.’
I think of Abram
when my plans go awry,
when happenstance
pries my fingers loose
from the grasping illusion
of control over life.
‘GO,’ God said to Abram,
giving no address,
disclosing no destination.
Taking an unruly family,
trusting God to show the way,
Abram went.
On that wild journey
he, too, had fingers pried loose,
heard Sarai laugh, learned.
The blessing comes
in the going
and the letting go.
- Bonnie Thurston |
