I Blame God

 I Blame God
 
Failure follows me around
Like a dog I shouldn't feed
God fills me with His visions
And they just won't let me be
 
I would dream when I was young
Now I'm older and confused
His words of love drip from my tongue
and I beg Him to be used.
 
Used for the troubled
Used for fools
Used for the lonely
For the weak and abused
 
The songs come like birds gliding on a silkened wind
Some blue some gray some strangers some friends
They speak and I write as fast I can
I'm a vessel of the wind with a pen in my hand
 
I blame God for my pain and the road I'm on
For this temperamental hope, sometimes here sometimes gone
He would rather us fail and gain His bright home above
Than get everything we want, while down here in the mud
 
I don't mind the loneliness or the tempest in my mind
I don't mind the fearfulness or the way some people lie
I don't mind the sleepless nights or the days that drive me mad
As long as He stays with me, and holds me in His hands
 
The songs come like birds gliding on a silkened wind
Some blue some gray some strangers some friends
They speak and I write as fast I can
I'm a vessel of the wind with a pen in my hand
 
I blame God for my pain and the road I'm on
For this temperamental hope, sometimes here, sometimes gone
He would rather us fail and gain His bright home above
Than get everything we want, while down here in the mud
 
wkm for Fr. Greg Michaud
June 6, 2009
Oxford MS