When I have a
spiritual tantrum,
Screaming my
demands to God,
Beating my head
against His
commandments,
Kicking against the
pricks
of His Spirit,
He does not smite me
with thunder and
lightning
as I deserve,
But speaks in a still,
small voice
so I must be quiet
to hear.
This poem appeared in The Heart of the Home, Volume 9, Number 3, 1994.