Hope of a Rechabite
Inspired by a sermon given by Bishop William Lewis
As Jehu asked of Jehonadab, son of Rechab,
in the days of the prophet Elisha,
so I ask you & extend the invitation:
“If your heart is as mine,
take my hand.”
In these days of turmoil & division,
not only among nations & tribes
but among families themselves,
I ask you & extend the invitation:
“If your heart is as mine,
take my hand.”
In these times which must give God even pause,
cause Jesus to weep,
& the Spirit to wonder,
I ask you & extend the invitation:
“If your heart is as mine,
take my hand.”
In this age when our very survival is at stake
& so many have lost hope,
I ask you & extend the invitation:
“If your heart is as mine,
take my hand.”
Lest despair o’er take us
& we each perish alone,
I ask you & extend the invitation:
“If your heart is as mine,
take my hand.”
About the Creator
Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock
Retired Ordained Elder in The United Methodist Church having served for a total of 30 years in Missouri, South Dakota & Kansas.
Born in Watertown, SD on 9/26/1959. Married to Sandra Jellison-Knock on 1/24/1986. One son, Keenan, deceased.
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So beautifully done, Brother <3
This is beautifully rendered, Randy. Definitely a tonic for these crazy times! Good luck in the challenge!
The refrain "Take My Hand" reminds me of "Take My Hand" by Toto, from David Lynch's adaptation of "Dune" from forty years ago. One of the most beautiful pieces of music of that era. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWjHwCMpdmY
Deeply evocative! Love it! 💝🌟
We each, "perish alone." As an old girlfriend told me a few years back, right before the pandemic hit, 'You go through that door (death), you go there alone." I've never forgotten her telling me that. Times when I thought death was around the corner for me, I realized the last face I might ever look into was that of an EMT, or complete stranger on an ambulance. I "go there alone." Seeing as I have no one in the world outside of my elderly mother, if she precedes me in death which I assume will be the case, I'll die alone. But, even in living, human beings deceive themselves that they are not "alone." You're always alone, because this world is perceived only through your sensory inputs, and stored moment-by-moment in your memory banks. Nothing can be proven to "exist" outside of your "eternal, egoistic solitude." So, you, assuming you as a separate entity from me, my perception of a you, is actually, always, "alone." And this is not a reason to despair; this is the relief of a burden, the lifting of an illusory veil. Best regards.
We shall stand together or we shall fall apart
Gladly.
Inspirational words Randy