Let's Make A Deal

 We want something for something,

a deal whose outcome we can see,

but in this want we dare to fling

aside the gift, obtained for free,

held out to us in nail-scarred Hand,

held out to us with trembling Smile,

and still we cannot understand 

that there's no agenda, guile,

or any condition that is hidden,

a bondage to which we need submit,

obligation to we are bidden

except to give our heart to it,

the Love our Saviour wants to give,

and an eternal life to live.

The Five Minute Friday prompt this week is PRESERVE.

We think we can preserve our dreams

in the aspic of our labout,

and it truly often seems

that God looks on our work with favour,

and self-assurance comes thereby,

pride in our exalted state,

and we see no reason why

we should not leap from good to great,

but we see blessing where there's chance,

and in good luck see His approval

when He would rather circumstance 

would guide us to the quick removal

of the haughty beam that's in our eye

ere it comes our time to die.

Four minutes thirty and a bit. Slow, but I made it!

Sylvia likes free stuff, especially if it's ice cream.