Afraid to Spill Ink
-set to "Buried Talents vs. Buried Seeds"
To this unbroken ground, you have come
What shall you do next?
Will you let the quill plow and furrows run
Or withhold, to protect?
You have been given this ground
A talent in your hand
Trust the harvest will abound
By the ink you spill
And the seeds you plant
Do not lie to man or his Maker
By hiding your blots and stains
Write for His eyes, on paper
Do not fear, for you will not be ashamed
Cast your bread upon the waters
You will find it after many days
Mysteries cannot conceal your Father
Whose Presence exceeds the world's stage
Why long for strangers to know your story
When there is One closer, who is thy glory?
Be content with the 'seeming least' if none will know
The fruits you bear from the seeds you've sown
If your mortal hope does not die
Then it must remain alone
Only from Death will it arise
By His Spirit breathed on these dry bones
Do not be afraid, but sow and believe
Rejoice in the One who, in secret, sees
So what if the world never notices
Your pages and petals unfold?
Do all to His glory
And such will become Heaven's gold
And what if your heart's ink makes mistakes as it is shed
On each page of every day He gives?
He will weave His tapestry with your darker threads
For there is no blemish more permanent
Than the Blood that forgives