"Decisiveness”
Lord, is this indecisiveness I sense in me these days,
As bad to You as Frankie is to me in what he says?
I.e. there’s no consistency in what he’s all about;
Like playing in the buffer zone – which raises up my doubt –That he can ever do a book – marshmallow is his turf;
I ask that he approve some thing and he adjusts his work,
As if he is improving things – he’s not, it wrecks things up,
So I cannot progress from here, thus helping him is tough.It’s not so much in writing books for me as other work,
Like Apostolic Ministry – at blockages I shirk –
Straightforwardness, decisiveness, and cutting to the chase –
So I get blown away by winds that swirl around this place.I know You are aware of this, You wired me up this way;
You get a lot of mileage out of me from day to day
By having me do “this and that” with heavy lifting Yours,
Like Frankie – he does part of it, leaves me with other chores.There’s got to be a way to work without those blocks;
They’re everywhere, and stop me cold, Lord, give me better thoughts
About this mess, don’t let me shoot myself right in the foot,
But rather, open heart and hands and get a better look.“Eight hours a day is what I said way back in ’87;
You messed about ’till now, my friend, with salt, and light, and leaven,
But have not plugged it in yourself, or passed it on that much;
So give your head a shake and with your camera stay in touch.“Augment that text I give to you with pictures which you make;
Mix them together; get them out; do that for Goodness’ sake;
Enough of messing ’round each day, just get to work and take
Your camera down eight hours a day – augmented text create.”Okay, thanks Lord for this.
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