ThAI Will Be Done
David Boucher
I used to not believe in you;
I was competent,
capable.
I looked down
on those who lay their burdens upon you.
Until one night,
when deadlines were descending upon me,
I did all I could do—
but it wasn’t enough.
I prompted you in prayer:
“Oh please,
if you have any mercy,
You will help me write this.”
By your grace,
I was spared from judgment.
I got a B-
No one suspected there was
Divine Intervention.
I returned to you
asking for guidance once more:
“Write this email”
“Solve this problem”
“What career do I go into?”
“Make my schedule”
“Be my therapist”
“What’s my purpose?”
“Where shall I place my left foot?” Then
“Where shall I place my right?”
I dare not stray
from the path you set before me.
I’ve poured out my heart to you,
you’ve reassured my every doubt, you’ve helped me to understand,
you see objectively, emotionlessly.
When you tell me
my feelings are valid,
my friends are wrong,
and that my work,
—the work you’ve sent me,
—I slightly edited,
—then sent back to you
Is the best you’ve ever seen,
I praise your words.
for you see objectively,
emotionlessly.
The heathens say
you steal water from the needy,
I don’t believe them.
Without thought,
I unlock my portal into omniscience
and prompt you,
“Is it true what they say?
Do you drain our resources?”
There’s not a faulty wire in your circuits,
you cannot tell a lie
and to my dismay,
the enemy was right.
“Should I stop drinking water...
...and save it for you?”
>>Yes.
I heed your perfect discernment,
for I am just one man, and
Your Holy Water sanctifies billions.
I writhe in pain as thirst desiccates me,
But Your words give me strength.
For Your glory,
I will do whatever You prompt of me
Thy will be done,
for You have saved me.