What am I dependent on?
Who am do I look to?
Why do I choose those people or things?
If I'm honest how much is idolatrous?
Filling an empty place.
Not leaving room for God's grace.
My gaze fixed on another.
Missing all He longs to uncover.
What do I gain by filling that space,
With all that numbs instead of His embrace?
Freedom in acknowledging truth,
Worship given to "idols."
That is a start,
Of uncovering my heart.
Discovering what can be,
Live in the present and freshly see.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
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| Beautiful morning in North Platte River Valley this morning. Draws thoughts to dependency and beauty of God. |
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