God's Goose

Your cross, O God, is like a golden goose,
a goose I bear that lays a golden egg,
it’s heavy and I’d like to set it loose,
but with no gold, I then would have to beg.

Your cross of grace is often so demanding,
do this, do that, but don’t do that at all,
I need You, Lord, Your guidance and commanding,
You carry me and catch me when I fall.

O God, I know You’ll never let me go,
I am Your cross, I’m heavy for You too,
You took my eggs of sinning blow by blow,
can’t I accept some painful eggs from You?

Let me not throw away, Lord, or misplace
this goose that lays Your golden eggs of grace.

                             by Pete Voelz      10/6/13