by Bryant Burroughs
You’ve heard that God is far away. But I say I am God-Come-Near, water overbrimming your souls, light overwhelming your dark, love overcoming your fear. Cling to me, come what may. You’ve heard that God is to be feared. But I say I am the shepherd who knows your name, guards you at night in the pen and as you graze in the meadow. as if lion and wolf are tame. Cast your hope on me, come what may. You’ve heard that my Way is hard. But I say I am the Way - both path and pioneer. My Way is for the lame, those who cannot walk far or fast, and the one who wanders finds no shame. Follow me, come what may.
Bryant Burroughs writes stories and poems as reminders of those things he hopes are real and true. He and his wife, Ruth, live in Upstate South Carolina with their three cats.