The Lord is everywhere, that is why He doesn't move.

I only went in to get my hip seen to. And get this PMT sorted.

As she pulled out 'the questionnaire'
oh Lord!

Of course I can't sit still,
you are condemning me
to the world of mental health
that I am sick and need healing
"these pills will help".

Oh Lord!

But then
I remember when the priest said
one reconciliation years ago:
'there spoke The Holy Spirit
"the sin is in not telling anyone" '
trying to sort it myself
thinking I had
not knowing that the sin was wider
than I could ever imagine.

As I faced the waiting room again
to fill in the forms
raw and angry
You sang to me from the radio:

and all the help You have given
Your Love
was not in the realm of foolery
but real, so real,
soothing, tender, understanding
that I cried
gratitude and joy overflowing
as the receptionist became briskly cheery.