Poem September 16, 1985 Issue

Expectation

DORIS KERNS QUINN

This morning I checked up
on my expectation.

Am I expecting
the blind to see
the deaf to hear
the crutches to be thrown down
the dead to be raised?

("Why," Paul asked, "should it be thought
a thing incredible with you,
that God should raise the dead?"^{Acts 26:8.})

Am I expecting
my own not-as-dramatic difficulties
to be healed—
not merely eased?

Am I expecting
my branch church
to be filled
with seekers for Truth—
not just a little nearer full?

Am I expecting God
to be invariably good, the only power?

Am I expecting—
truly expecting?

And I had to admit
there was work to be done
before my expecting
came up to expectations!

DORIS KERNS QUINN

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