Inspired by http://www.pray-as-you-go.org
Yeah, I am a child of the mountains –
But why do I build my city on a hill?
Is it the place where I best see –
the danger coming
the glorious sunrise
the gathering storms
the grandest views of creation?
Or is it just the place
where even when I don’t feel safe…
I can force those who assail
to the edge of a precipice
where they can view their doom.
I build my city on a hill
but I often forget.
The cliff is not there for my enemies
or the prophets who unsettle me.
It is there for me…
to shout until the Word echoes
to step off…
to fail, to fall, and to flail.
And to find myself
in the very hand of God.