Babe Interrupted
Born as a young fair baby
Grew to be a full grown man.
One hundred percent human,
Still, He was the Great I am.
Grew in wisdom and in stature,
And favor with God and man.
Didn’t stay a young fair infant,
Grew to be man’s very sin.
The same lay in a manger,
Hung, blood dripping, from the cross.
To bring to man salvation
To separate silver from dross.
Like Adam, I would flee from
The piercing eye of love.
Yet, God in all His mercy
Persisted to hunt me from above.
Finally I relented, but
Still I protested in my shame
So he fashioned me in covering
With His kindness, love, and Name.
Alas, I’m still relenting
I still hide in many ways
Yet God is more persistent
And he interrupts my days.
Richard L. Brewer
Published by sparedbygrace@yahoo.com
I am Richard Brewer—a Christ-follower, psychologist, husband, father, grandfather (Papa) sometimes writer, and lifelong student of people.
For much of my professional life, I've had the privilege of sitting with people as they wrestle with some of life's most difficult questions—questions about faith, suffering, grief, relationships, identity, failure, hope, and what it means to live well.
Those conversations have changed the way I see people and the way I understand my own faith. They have taught me that life is rarely as simple as our explanations of it, that people are almost always more complicated than they appear, and that sometimes the wisest response to a difficult question is to empathize and to keep asking better questions.
I am a committed Christ-follower, but I am not interested in pretending that Christianity eliminates mystery or that faith means having an answer for everything. Faith invites us to pursue truth honestly, to think deeply, to acknowledge what we do not know, and ultimately to trust the God we do know.
Mediocre Meanderings is where I explore some of those questions.
I write about faith and psychology, grief and suffering, leadership and relationships, aging and ordinary life—and occasionally whatever else catches my attention along the way.
I do not write from the perspective of someone who has figured life out. I write as someone who has lived enough of it to know that I have not.
These are my thoughts, questions, observations, and occasional attempts at wisdom. Take what is useful. Challenge what is not. And, if you would like, meander along with me.
View all posts by sparedbygrace@yahoo.com