“The Gasket”
The “gasket”, sweet result of quest I made,
Is there, was there, before that day I laid
My eyes upon its sure and certain form –
Saw culture-crossing is Apostle’s norm.It really doesn’t matter who it is,
Or if it fits administrator’s biz;
What matters is if we’ve authority
To be in situations which we see.For not all situations have our name
Upon their gates, for gifts are not the same;
Assignments vary with the tasks we’re given;
Results arise from God, not ’cause we’ve striven.So, gasket makes a difference for a tank,
Or snowmobile, for gaskets we must thank
For letting two imperfect pieces lie
Together with “imperfect” set aside.So what’s the gasket’s role in moving on?
It tightens up compression – it belongs
Where pressure is the highest, lets it rise,
Then be directed upward to the skies.So Lord, I’m hearing, “Let it go, my man;
Just stay in Me, for it’s in Me you can
Be useful, lying there between two plates
Of solid steel, to both sides you relate –Absorb their little bumps and fishers small
(If big, it’s no concern of yours at all);
Just be there, it’s okay, for they’ll move on;
Six months or so and troubles will be gone.Thanks Lord for this.
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