How can the power of my surrender
be wrapped up in three slight letters?
A mix of mercy in a single syllable?
Placed just so, like fine crystal
refracting evening sun into shards
of light, they precede each sentence,
illuming my way to the next best yes.
I’m grateful to Jesus, who is eternal and an all-at-once God, that we are bound by time.
That we are asked to step into our days one at a time, one yes at a time.