Yes, so aware these days that “darkly we peer through the glass.” Praying for “vision to transcend the obstructive…”
We need to perceive the Truth.
Yet, darkly we peer through the glass.
Clean me for use
Free me to serve
Lift me to reach
That I may wash windows for You.
Wrong doctrine obscures
Gray living besmears
Raw weather, it blurs
The pane on this side.
Provide a soft cloth—not abrasive
The vision to transcend the obstructive
And courage to rub for perfection
Till, through one clear corner,
Someone sees You.
from the book,Remembering Softly: A Life In Poems © 2017