When the music fades
What will I do?
Where will I be?
Who will I become?
How will I act? Why?
Will I become so uncomfortable
That I slip away
Out of my comfort zone?
Will I rise up or lie down?
Will I show up or be shown up?
Will the refiner’s fire produce gold
Or just wood, hay and stubble?
Will all my good works be consumed
Or will they show forth as gold or silver?
Under pressure
Will the coals of my life become diamonds
Or will they just crumble
To dust?
Is my need to be needed
To be a leader
To be in the spotlight
So great that I dip out
Rather than fade into the background?
When the music fades
What will I do?
Where will I be?
Who will I become?
How will I act? Why?
© Poem: Michelle Sherlock 20/9/15, Photo taken in London, July 2015
Inspired by 1 Corinthians 3:10-15 and Matt Redman’s song,
“When the music fades
All is stripped away
And I simply come….”
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