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A Modern Covenant

A poem by Margret Halaska

Knocks at my door
Seeking a home for his son

Rent is cheap, I say

I don’t want to rent . I want to buy , says God.

I’m not sure I want to sell,
but you might come in and look around.

I think I will, says God

I might let you have a room or two 

I like it, says God . I’ll take the two , you might 
decide to give me more some day.
I can wait, says God.

I’d like to give you more
but it’s a bit difficult, I need some space for me .

I know says God, but I’ll wait. I like what I see.

Hm, maybe I can let you have another room 
I really don’t need that much.

Thanks, says God, I’ll take it. I like what I see.

I’d like to give you the whole house
but I’m not sure …..

Think on it, says God. I wouldn’t put you out.
Your house would be mine and my son would 
live in it.
You’d have more space than you’d ever had before

I don’t understand at all.

I know, says God, but I can’t tell you about that
You’ll have to discover it for yourself
That can only happen if you let me have the whole house.

A bit risky, I say:

Yes, says God, but try me

I’m not sure –
I’ll let you know

I can wait, says God, I like what I see.