My soul looks into the rearview
Sign says “don’t back up. severe tire damage”
Here goes nothing
See no way forward
In reverse I floor it
Flooded with regret
Shredded
My friend Mr Author of Hebrews tells me
“We are not those who shrink back and are destroyed”
Got it
We are those who go forward
Even with limping faith
On spare tires
To retread the shredded
And arrive at promises fulfilled
Knowing Father Abraham and Mother Rahab
Sat in this waiting room too
