| Poised Between Two Choices [poem] |
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here I stand laden with your gifts for you have given me every good and needful thing that I might live for you.
here I stand the world beneath my feet poised between two choices: a life of privilege or of service? a life of pleasure or of love?
here I stand high upon a mountain-top while a slick tongue whispers "you have worked hard, you deserve it, a little bit more won't hurt, live it up, why not?
Jump, and you'll not be hurt Eat, and you'll not grow fat Take, and you'll not be tainted, for all these lovely things I give you now, if you'll worship me."
Here I stand poised between two choices to consume your gifts like cotton-candy with which to line my empty soul or, cherish life like precious manna, bread which must be shared among my fellow beggars lest it turns to dust.
[Kristin Jack is the Asia Coordinator of Servants. He and his family lived in Cambodia for 17 years. A book of his poetry, entitled 'Poetry and Prophecy' is available from Servants.] |