one of the great things about that
journey from saul to paul is that saul hadn't
really planned on going quite that far no
saul didn't realize such a trip could be taken
there was no outlining on his part
for that final destination no praying for
transformation no awaiting regeneration
he didn't even know it could be done so
when that blinding light of Truth
shut out material vision
and saul fell to his knees upon the earth
there was no arguing with that light
no pleading for healed sight instead
a soul-surrendering thought in the silence of the
moment
"who art thou, Lord?...what wilt thou have me to
do?"
"what wilt thou have me to do?"
that's quite a question for a man who had been
breathing out threatenings
and
slaughter
and on our trip to damascus
(and it's a journey all must make)
when we come to that crossroads of consciousness
where the heavenly light shines and the Word is
heard it is not a shameful thing for us
to stop the intellectual parry and thrust
and fall on our knees
and ask "Lord, what wilt thou have me to do?"
a yielding to the Christ
like that, my friend,
could make mortal vision
drop from our eyes like scales
