"Tested And Always Approved"

Lord, set sail.
Gentle and strong, hands.
Pushing me out to sail.
Leaving the sands.

Lord, come in the boat.
"Go on ahead, He said."
Lump forms in my throat.
As I look ahead.

Being puzzled, I turn around.
Seeing my Lord smile.
He says, "I will see you around."
My emotions go wild.

In the middle of no where.
As the sun shines.
Out of reach of human care.
My body whines.

Cool rushing breeze.
Ushering dark forming clouds.
I go to my knees.
As fear and worry, hounds.

The sound of thunder.
I smother my face.
Where's my Lord, I wonder?
I miss His calming voice.

Looking up, on my right.
Blinded by the raining sky.
Filled with fright.
Don't let me die.

Still looking out
at the stormy sea.
A familiar voice shouts,
"Come out to Me!"

Light, radiating figure.
"It Is I the Lord!"
"Come hither!"
Lord, come here on board!

His arms opened wide.
Unresisting urge.
They have never lied.
Into the deep I surge.

Sudden crushing wave.
Swallowing my security boat.
Into watery grave.
Never again, float.

Distracted by this funeral.
My eyes off the Lord.
See wind, rain and waves funnel.
Sinking in this water world.

Lord, save me!
Loving arms of gentle, strong hands,
free me!
Instantly back on sands.

Looking up to my Lord.
Seeing and absorbing His smile.
He cuddles me with sweet rewards.
Lasting more than a while.

By: Clark Judovsky