The Worth Of Knowing

While in the wilderness
I refused to enter 
the pleasant places
You prepared for me. 

I refused to obey the Lord. 

In another land,
my body was familiar 
with the ache of being controlled.
My heart was comforted
by the predictable disappointment
of half-truths.

But Your promises were my hope.

And then, joyous day,
You brought me out 
of that place. 
And now I stand here
at the edge of goodness
afraid to enter. 

Giants live here. 

Learning to trust. 
Admitting my needs. 
Surrendering a pitiful
version of control. 

Those giants. 

So I camp on the edge of goodness.
Waiting. 
Will You stay?
Will You show me 
the goodness of Your presence
even in the wilderness?