Staying Power
a poem for parents who want to bail out
Wait! Don't go! Stay. There's enough here for you, for your next word, next choice, next biding of time. It's not there where you withdraw for air artificially inflated to prepare. It's not in friends' solicited agreement that extends your energy beyond your measured dividends. Nor in a plan, that calculated action or over-thought transaction. No. It's here. The staying power is in the empty self, a hair's breadth away from tears, a blink away from shouting, a heart beat from flight. There, is where He is. Let the panic be Pavlov's bell for the heart to feel its yearning for its Savior. You have enough to stay because you have Him. You know enough to act because He knows it all. You are enough to step out because His son works through you. You've done enough yesterday for Him to work through. Stay! Don't withdraw into that place where the I.V. drips slowly and never is enough. No. Stay and fall so He'll catch you, and you can walk out a new man.