10.12.2018

let there be light



let there be light
the words burst forth into the nothingness,
igniting everything and dividing the dark.


let there be light
the words cut through the slab of heart,
removing the stone and replacing it with flesh.

let there be light
the light floods in, creating the colors,
creating the prisms and rainbows yet to come.



let there be light
the light pushed in, pure and bright and white,
clearing out the darkness with its radiance.

let there be light
the flood of warmth pulses through the waters,
stirring its depths into a habitat yet to be inhabited.



let there be light
the windows of the soul are thrown open wide,
 for the Light of the world has taken up residence.




let there be light
and it was so

9.12.2018

the colors of His faithfulness


faithfulness
she watched the word seemingly etch itself out onto the smooth sand
by the relentless waves that foamed and swelled, rose and fell
it all seemed so beautiful now, so perfectly fitting and lined up
now that everything could be seen, but it wasn't always that way
on the other side of the sand, the green-blue crests animating the sea
were a reminder of the murky uncertain depths that some must come through
but also a reminder of the beauty that eventually arrives
when one finally surfaces and looks around
the colors of faithfulness are alive and pulsing




faithfulness
he stared at the word scratched into the dirty metal bars
by hands which once inflicted deeper wounds into souls
it all seemed so cliche now, a testament to a change of heart
now that everything was changed, but it wasn't always that way
on the other side of the gray sheet, the letters crudely carved
were a reminder of the heavy burdens some must come through
but also a reminder of the beauty that eventually arives
when one is finally freed and looks back
the colors of faithfulness are unyielding and relentless




faithfulness
she traced the word out onto the foggy windowpane 
by fingers which once couldn't follow even the simplest of lines
it all seemed so easy now, so attainable and in reach
now that everything was good, but it wasn't always that way
on the other side of the glass, the fiery colors painting the fading sky
were a reminder of the fiery trials some must come through
but also a reminder of the beauty that eventually arrives
when one finally finds strength and stand up
the colors of faithfulness are fiery and strong 




faithfulness
he followed the word with his eyes, scrawled in huge letters
on the side of the street by someone who once read words much worse 
it all seemed so bright now, and like a dream where everything is clear
now that everything looked different, but it wasn't always that way
on the other side of the wall, the colors so boldly splashed
were a reminder of the confusion that some must come through
but also a reminder of the beauty that eventually arrives 
when one finally sees the light and steps out
the colors of faithfulness are bold and clear 

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the colors of faithfulness
are too many to count,
but they're any colors He uses 

7.31.2018

I Realized I Should Try



The walls are there, strong and high
Built by years of division and strife
I cannot possibly break them down
When I cannot even see over the top
Or understand what is holding it firm
So why should I even bother to try?

I know for certain- I can feel it inside
That it is not the color you are outside
That should determine your life and destiny  
It shouldn’t create the chains all around
But I cannot change everyone’s minds
So why should I even bother to try?

I’m not the one who created this mess
Let those who made it put it all back
There’s many of them and only one of me
History has proven the eminent win, and
Those who are highest always succeed
So why should I even bother to try?

But that was before I saw you that day
All I could see was your eyes, so kind
They locked with mine for only a moment
And my heart broke as you dropped them
But that is the law, and even my wishes
Won't change cruel laws from cruel hearts

Something inside of me changed and grew
And I do not think I'll be the same, now that
Mistreated has a beautifully wistful face,
Enslaved has a hungry, desperate soul, and
Captive has those dark, haunting eyes
It has all become real....much too real

The walls are still there, strong and high
But if I could move even one brick-
The chains are still heavy, for young and old
But if I could loose even one link-
The laws are still there, so fierce and unjust
But if I could change even one word- 

I realized I should try 

7.09.2018

right isn't easy

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right isn't easy
in fact, 99% of the time
it's really, really hard
i wonder why we keep thinking
that somehow, someway,
right would be easy
because it's not

right isn't easy
it never has been
just look at history
the ups and downs
have all been from right
waging war with wrong
but somewhere, somehow

right always prevails-
but not without a cost

right isn't easy
i want to remember that
when i'm tempted to ignore
the voice inside telling me to
stand up for the truth- for what's 
defined as right by the one 
who created right to reflect Himself

 keep fighting for right, 
because right isn't easy
but it's worth it all