The Ironic Tragedy

Oh Lord,

Our Ironic Tragedy

Is not that we fail to strive for Thee,

but that we fail to rest in Thee,

For that is in essence

what it is You desire of me.

And the Heart of Your decrees.

Not that we follow them perfectly,

but that we rest in You eternally.

We attempt in vain,

To follow in our name,

In order to evade Your blame,

but this is the Irony

Of Our Tragedy.

In striving to follow Your decrees 

of our own.

We fail to make You, the cleft in the rock 

our home,

and We end up going at it all alone,

Wandering through the desert free to roam, 

yet we do so without you.

Because we do not seek to be with you.

But to be righteous without the one who,

Is the only reason behind any good deed that we do.

Our folly is that we seek to do good on our own,

independent from the one without which any form of good could not exist.

Tis our Ironic disposition, from which we see the world and existence, such that we can see any existence of good deed caused by our, with lack of His, existence.  

He desires not that we do good on our own, His demands would not be to ask of us that which is impossible.  He simply demands that we rest in Him, for in doing so, He shows His good deeds through us.  It is the Bitterly Ironic Tragedy, that we are deceived into the idea that we can rest in God without causes outside our own.  How is it that we can rest in that which we cannot be made aware of outside of the effects of restoration that His presence causes upon our hearts?  If our hearts are hardened, how can they themselves be the cause of what makes them yet feel again?  In order to be born again, we must be reborn and this is an event over which, we who are dead and await new life, have no control.  In order for our heart of stone to be made of flesh anew, We must of our heart be remade and refurbished and that is an event of which we, who are of stone hearts, have no control.  We oh fellow dead creatures, have no control, and this is not the plight of our Tragedy, but rather the Hope through which exists the means to escape it.  We have no control, so please of this idea, no longer embrace it, for it is God and not us who shall bring us into the moment in which we will escape it.