Lord, I was running late you see, when I set off for Sunday Celebration of Thee.
I took the short cut around the town to skip the traffic lights that slow me down.
And I quickly ended up on the Pike thinking now it would be alright.
In a hurry I rushed…
I rushed down the road and passed the horse farm without a hitch.
Then as I turned the bend a little fast I saw the geese in my path.
I hit the brake and stopped in a blast.
Just in time as they march one by one in a straight line.
An elder Goose ran up to the car with a squawk,
“Hey, there is a speed limit here, didn’t you see?”
One by one they came through the bush,
And impatiently I said, “Oh just fly so I can get on by”
And finally as the line seemed to thin the little goslings waddled in.
One after another with mother goose on their tail,
They lolly gagged and sauntered in a childish array, as if they wanted to play.
When all were safely out of the road,
The elder goose squawked, “Go hurry on your way.”
So off I went in a fluster of worry to arrive on time for the Celebration of Thee.
Up the steep hill by the park I flew and over the top my car just sailed.
As I landed on the slope going down the road,
I saw a lady and dog a good distance away.
My immediate thought was, it would be Ok.
So with my foot on the gas I continue on my way.
Yet something was wrong with my approach.
As the old dog was slow and appeared to be stiff.
I hit the brakes and this time the dust flew,
And I scared the old dog and the lady too.
So I smiled and waved with all my love
And under my breath I said,
“Hurry I’m already late. The celebration won’t wait.”
So as I sat and watched
I said, “See Lord it’s just not my fault that I am late today,
All these things are in my way.”
Finally as the dog approached the other side I took off for you.
I blew through a stop sign with easy and some care and arrived with no time to spare.
As I shut down the car, I said, “finally I’m here to give you praise”
And the Lord responded, “You silly girl,
I gave you gifts to see, the order in the geese and new goslings.
I wanted you to stop to see the spirit of me.
The spirit of dog, a divine creature you see.
As I am God and we are one in the same
And share the same letters to our name.
Somehow this morning you’re rushing to me,
Left you blind to my gifts to see.”
God Is I Am 