Duck in Sludge Days

by Mark Weinrich

I am destined for a duck in sludge day,
when I let self-pity have its way.

For my outlook has become an in-look
and I’m stuck in a mental rehearsal.
I’m glued like Jeremiah in the miry clay, 
in the oil slick of my imagination.

But then graciously 
the Lord reminds me
that I am worshiping, bowing to
my circumstance and not my Savior.

“Oh, forgive me, Lord,
You are the Lifter of my eyes, 
my arms, and life. You are 
the Corrector of my vision,
the Restorer of my soul.
In and through You,
I am whiter than snow.”

“Call unto Me in the day of trouble;
I shall rescue you, and you will 
honor Me.” Psalm 50:15 (NAS)

Mark Weinrich lives a creative life as a writer, photographer, musician, and artist—all wrapped together in an outdoorsman. He is a retired pastor and nine-year cancer survivor. His writing and photography have appeared in over 130 news stand, inspirational, and literary publications. He has sold eight children’s books and currently has two fantasy novels on Kindle.

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