The First Day

It's the first day at school
        or the first day on the job
                everyone seems so nice
But the first day is always like walking on the ice

Out here on the ice there are many strange sounds
I don't know (I have no idea!) if I'll fall in or if I'll fall down

Keeping my balance out here is always a challenge
It's so windy and cold I need to keep my mask on

The first day is filled with the risk of the unknown
Walking on the ice is walking by faith:  I have to keep going

As the water rumbles under the ice I just wonder
What-was-that-sound?  as the ice cracks like thunder

The ice tests my perseverance on the first day
As I walk circumspectly I choose to live by faith

In the end the only way I'll "walk on water" in this life
Is when that first day comes and I gently walk on the ice

With Jesus

--bro. tim pickl
Friday December 2, 2005 A.D.

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Ephesians 5
[15] See then that ye walk circumspectly, not as fools, but as wise,
[16] Redeeming the time, because the days are evil.
[17] Wherefore be ye not unwise, but understanding what the will of the Lord is.
[18] And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess; but be filled with the Spirit;
[19] Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord;
[20] Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ;
[21] Submitting yourselves one to another in the fear of God.