A New Name

Like water down a hillside flows ‘will’ and ‘soul’, O Lord,
It's fast, or slow, or middling – but downward is the flow;
As passive side of Creenglish, like Chi in Taoist form,
Life flows in one direction – sometimes a path is worn.

But I'm not sure that's best now, a “governor’s” in place,
And love's behind its dial to regulate its race;
For downward flows the river, spread thin, or all as one –
But ‘will’ is now the question – which way to make it run?

In all things, there is guidance – ‘let go’, or ‘cap the flow’;
‘Restrict some new direction’; or ‘let abundance go’;
‘Hold back and build potential’; ‘let go and press a way’;
‘Meander through the landscape’, or ‘churn some sluice this day’.

But is there power for living, beyond what comes with life –
To press towards some goal now, for me as for my wife?
Uphill – is that an option, with You involved this time –
Enabling new directions, in past not there as ‘mine’?

Sure, downward flows the water – as built in from the first –
So flows aound in cycles, for cleansing, slacking thirst;
But when admixed with power, the power which you supply,
Is gravity the one force in play beneath the sky?

I'm hearing, “No it isn't – there is another type,
Of power within the Kingdom – when grown, not as a tyke –
For you don't give a pistol, with bullets for some task
To children immature still – to them, just ’cause they ask.

“But things have changed now, Stuart, you are no more the same;
To let you have such power, before would be insane.
To do the tasks before you, my power you will need –
But danger lurks within it, as ‘selfishness’ and ‘greed’.

“Some people think it's money which is the added force,
So they assume collecting's the next required course;
But they are quite mistaken, that's ‘water in the dam –
Amassing new potential, as water downhill ran’.

“But altogether different, this power of which I speak –
It's mine, not yours, you use it as one who now is weak;
Your finger's on the dial which regulates its flow,
A prayer-ful application effects where it will go.

“I could not let you near it, apart from once or twice
Which let you see my presence, and its effects as nice;
But now we start in earnest – diagonal we go –
My side and yours together, my power with yours will flow.

“That takes a change in thinking, beyond ‘obstructing flow’,
Though that is how you've seen it, as you have come to know;
For water stands for power, built into life by Me –
But it was built for mixing with power you cannot see.

“For I have power abundant – ‘I Am’, and so are you;
The power you are aware of, allows you life to do
With me, or in your own way (as freedom does require);
But on your own, you're seeing, means bogging down in mire.

“Not always, but in general – that's how most life is spent –
Accumulating power, and cash, which then is lent
At interest (yours) to gather more cash to fuel the flames –
A zero-sum endeavour – some lose while others gain.

“My way goes far beyond that, it uses worldly power
Admixed with My potential, more potent for this hour;
The power I placed before you, to let all people live,
Works best when it is mixed with the power which I can give.

“But though it is abundant it doesn't downward flow
Like what you see in rivers, which to the oceans go;
It's more like what's before you – My finger’s on the dial,
Constricting or releasing, adjusting all the while.

“The task which lies before you, as you with power engage,
Is learning how to work with my power – a brand-new page;
Like nothing you have seen yet, beyond ‘just stand aside
And let my Works of Power flow through where you reside’.

“It's now an interaction – My power within your tasks;
Not the one without the other – a mix of ‘give’ and ‘ask’;
Now righteousness is central to all our works as one,
Because I will not follow how work on earth is done –

“I said such ways are evil, and nothing’s changed in Me;
The life I have created is righteous, bold, and free;
You chose to live apart from My power and life-resource;
I let you live your lives then, all nature as your force.

 “But that's not ‘life abundant’, in shallows splashing feet –
There's life beyond the sandbars, out where the water’s deep;
My power, mixed with the power which you possess each day,
Like mustard seed appearing – with My love makes a way.

“So, come along, let's boogie – your hand in Mine – let's dance –
The life which lies before you, far more than ‘second chance’;
For through life's trials and troubles, you've grown along the way,
Emerging now the option, this life of which I say –

“ ‘Push into deeper waters’, ‘jump in, the water's fine’
‘Your finger’s on the dial – your other hand’s in mine’
‘Together we'll proceed now, life altogether new’
‘You'll find our interaction expands what we can do’.

“Stuart, the name I gave you – a goodly name was –
But one you'll come to see now, as power-infused because
That little bit of power, I built into that name
When joined as one together with Mine – it's not the same.

“For water down the mountain flows out, around, and through;
My power is in all people, all things, in what they do –
So as I'm on the inside of everything in life,
We work from all directions, in tranquil times and strife.

“In this, you're nothing special – I'll do it with you all,
But folks prefer the shallows since Adam at the fall;
What lies ahead's exciting – a challenge, and the thrill,
As what you've seen as ‘power’ is pig-feed – husks, and swill.

“Lost sons, lost sheep, lost money – love comes when you are found –
Not lives of futile living, in deadly cyclic round;
But life anew with power, beyond what's in your scope
Of cash, resource, explosives, or photo-works of hope.

“For now I speak of actions with power – infused with love –
Which in My loving presence is sensed as from above;
Not you, though you are acting, all mixed in here below,
But somehow in those actions, they'll now My presence know.

“But even in their blindness, their lives will better get,
Beyond their hopes and wishes – beyond what they've seen yet;
But someday when the time’s right, they'll come along like you
And see that life's potential exceeds their former view.

“So Stu, ‘Art’ is the suffix – new name I give to you
Your power within My power, that's how our work we'll do;
It's not about your talent, or lack thereof, I speak,
But ‘this and that’ you do now, as words of Mine you speak.

“Perhaps not how you visioned, desired, or trained up for,
But in new ways I'll guide you, as we pass through that door;
For this I have designed you, cleaned up your soil of rocks,
Then loosened up the hardpan, pulled weeds up by their stocks.

So now your soul-soil's waiting to nurture up some seeds –
Good soil, so they can flourish – no hardpan, rocks, or weeds;
It's ‘thirty’ – ‘sixty’ – ‘hundred’, exploding into life –
Relieving 'want' and 'hardship', with 'food', and 'ease of strife'. ”

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