Logic-Proof

Logic
Makes no sense
When written upon
My heart tonight.
I am fearful.
Will I change?
Will I be a blessing?
Will I be blessed?
Can I endure this?
These questions and more
Echo in my mind
As I sit and wait for
Change.
Both around me
And
Within me.

You Shall Be Free Indeed

We say that freedom reigns
But does it really?
Does it reign in us?
Do we live as free people
Or as slaves
In chains?
Are we the royalty
We claim to be,
Or are we living
In bondage?
If we are really free,
What does that look like?
Could I recognize it?
And more - could I
Walk in it?
And so I wait
For freedom -
Clinging to the chains that
Hold me back -
Yet wanting to be free.

Evening Thought

Night falls,
And with it
Expectation dawns
For tomorrow
And the many words
That will be pouring
From my mind -
And that of my Father.

Montage

Life’s ventures
Should lead to
The question
Of whether or
Not - or when -
Was the last time
I did something
For the first
Time?
I can say
Quite confidently
That my answer is
Today.
Today, I did something
For the first
Time.

Attitude Versus Attention

I remain grateful
For the little things -
For my health,
For my well-being,
For my life being
Today.
For the rights I possess
And for the
Lies I undress.
Much is not
Required
To make me grateful -
But attention
Is required
To realize all
That I have
To be grateful for.

Where Are We?

Unfocused voices.
Untold truths.
Untried theories.
Unprotected values.
What is our society
Degenerating into?
We preach to treat
Our fellow people
With respect, and
Dignity -
Then we take away
Human rights.
How right is that?

Fire-Starter

Seeing truth
And believing it
Are two entirely different
Matters.
There are those who see
Truth,
But don’t believe it -
Those who see truth,
Yet spread lies
Out of spite..
And there are those
Few
Who believe and
Hold fast
To what is true -
Letting nothing
Shake them.

Crashing Thoughts

The beautiful thing
About conflict
And trials
Is that they cause us
To pause -
To re-evaluate
The blessings we have
Already received.
The beautiful part
Of getting through
Difficulties
Is that we do get through them,
And come out
Stronger.

Friend-Musings

Friends
Are like miracles
Who come into
Our lives -
Bringing joy,
Bringing peace,
Bringing patience,
Into our hearts.

Timeframe

Looking to the future
By looking at the past -
And the passing of life
Into death.
The startling fact
Is that
In too short a time
The future and all its
Nearness,
Envelopes our illusion of time
And becomes
The present.

Into Focus

My experience of a father
Is not the same as yours.
My attitude and worldview
Have been crushed
And reshaped.
I feel a void because
Childhood feels like a
Different time.
Not a time that is being
Described - that is being
Observed.
I am formless; I feel desolate -
Yet all this is being
Changed
To prove to me
The truth of what a father
Truly is.
Can I change, and recognize
This new thing
Without erasing
What has transpired
In my life?
Can I identify with
These one day, and
Be able to know firsthand
Of what they speak?

Intent

Is there something else?
There must be something
I am missing.
Is there more?
Is there something
I’m not seeing?
Make me whole.
Make me aware
And awake
And alive.
I need to find
This missing piece -
I must relocate
Peace of mind.
Not just floating
Aimlessly -
We wander
With a purpose;
For not all who
Wander
Are lost.

This Is Love

Life expands
Beyond imagination
When we can grasp
This single truth:
We are loved.
Not because of our deeds
Or our lack of doing -
But because
There is a God
Who loved us first -
Who called us worthy
Before we drew breath,
Before we did anything
Worthy of praise.
He is praiseworthy.
And He loves us because
He can,
Because it is in His nature
And because we are
His.

Candlelight

How can I sit
In spiritual
And actual
Apathy
When people are
Dying -
And killing one another?
How can I be
So grossly passive -
So intensely dismissive
When the light
Inside others is
Being extinguished
By hate?
When will people rise -
When will I rise up
Against
All this
Injustice?

Failure To Thrive

That which I don’t
Understand
And that which I
Seek
To master
Are elusive.
Understanding
Is elusive.
Mastery
Is elusive.
I can grasp
Very little
In this life,
But that which I do,
I hold onto
With both
Hands.

Other

So many times
I feel like an other
And I am left to wonder
If my otherness
Is obvious
Or not.

Life On A Mountaintop

A journey may begin
With just one step
But the whole experience -
A whole relationship -
Can’t be lived on a
Mountaintop.
It’s necessary to also
Experience the valleys
And plateaus,
If only to be reminded
That we will rise from
The depth
And continue on
The journey.

Missing

Something is lacking
And I can’t shy away from it
And I can’t keep denying it
Because without this
Without somewhere safe
Where I can come out of hiding
Where I can speak my own truth
Where I can’t disconnect
Where I can have a record
Of what I was thinking
On this day
In this moment
Without this place -
This sanctuary -
I have been floundering
I have not been aware
Or awake or
Even cared
I have been busy
I have been productive
But I haven’t been present
With myself
And I haven’t been real about my life.

Pouring In

Find another someone
You don’t already know,
Pour your something
In their lives
Just because
You know it’s right.
My own struggles pale
Compared to
Someone else I know.
So I’ve not reason
To complain,
Just look forward.
Take control.

Do You Know You're Free?

How many of us
Live in a cage
Every day
Of our lives?
We live as if
We are guilty
Of every
Wrong
Thing.
And that
May be so.
And we know
It is.
So, thus,
We live.
A captive
And a prisoner
Trapped
In a cage
Of our own
Making.
The cage is
Fear.
The cage is
Doubt.
The cage is
Inadequacy.
It is
Never quite
Believing
That what
We see as
Positive
In others,
We also
Possess.
So,
We stay
Trapped
In this place
When all the
While
There is
Something
We don't know.
And that is
That the door
To this cage
Is not locked.
And that it,
In fact,
Stands open.
But
Do we move?
Do we dare
Get up
And claim
The freedom
That we have?
Do we even
Know we're
Free?
We are not
Guilty.
Jesus' death
Took care
Of everything.
And though
It might
Be scary
To leave
The safety
Of our jail,
He is
Waiting
To take us
By the hands...
And when we
Emerge...
He will
Cover us.

Loss

Today I feel anxious
And overwhelmed by
Circumstances.
Everything feels like
Too much right now.
And I don’t know
If I can do this.
There is so much
To be done, and
So much going on.
I just don’t know
If I can do this.

Believing

I am in the process
Of transition,
And I am believing
For something
More
Than I know.
I am believing
With faith
That this
New thing
Will be a freedom-giving
Experience -
And that I will
Be able to
Live up to this
Opportunity.

Returning

I have returned
Once again
To a place I love,
To witness rebirth
And to contribute
Something of value.
I am returning
To a place of joy,
A place of pain,
But I don’t regret it
Because I need it
In more ways than one.

Joyful Noise

Making music
Gives me freedom,
Creating harmony
Is liberating,
Singing praises
Is refreshing
And I can’t wait
To do it.

Damage

I’m angry again
Now that I am
Once again
Seeking.
It seems I am
More easily hurt
The more vulnerable
I am.
I doubt I will ever
Fully understand
What happens
In my mind
In these times,
But now I am realizing
That this anger
And this hurt
Are the reasons
I avoid opening
My heart.

Uncertain

A new day,
A separate
But similar
Venture.
Unsure about
What will come of
Everything
Relating
To what will
Be happening
In the future.

Comfort

There are some times
When words aren’t necessary,
When all that is needed
Is love
And support
And quiet.

Based On A Quotation

Time
Changes things -
Little by little
And all at once.
Now I feel
Time’s gradual change
Unfolding me
Slowly
To embrace another day.

Awareness

At this time
I am aware of the fact
That I feel tired, but really
It could just be the weather.
I am also very much
Enjoying - and taking time
To enjoy -
Simple things;
A decade-old novel, and
A decade of poetry.
Both books bring me
Peace
And clarity,
And where one supplies
Me with nostalgia of
Reading familiar passages -
The other
Doesn’t need nostalgia
Because it holds within it
Innocence.

Culture

So much remains
Unknown to me
Outside of
Academic matters.
I would love to
Return to
Some far off place -
To live in that culture
For a time -
And come away wiser.
Some things in life
We can read about.
But others
Burn such a need
Into us
That we must
Experience them

In The Quiet

These quiet moments
Do more for myself
And my soul
Than a million
Big moments with
Attention paid
And public stuff.
It’s the moments
Just for me
When I can be myself
And not worry
About what people
Might think.
Though I might overlook
These times,
They are what really
Matter
To me.

Making Light

Sometimes
We don’t take things
As seriously as we ought.
Sometimes we make light
Of things we
Should not.

I Can Hear Him

I can hear Him
In the little things,
In the every day matters
That don’t matter much.
I can hear Him when
I panic, and in
Stressful times.
But I haven’t really
Stopped to listen
To what He has to say,
Or even thanked Him
For what He has done.
But I want to know
When what He says
Will truly matter,
In more than a
Surface manner.

In Combination

They were
Happy.
Some would say
They were perfect.
All I know for certain
Is that they were a
Family.
The wife served her husband,
Husband respected his wife,
Mother raised their daughter,
And the husband left his likeness
Forever in his daughter’s eyes.

Phases

There are many
Different phases
People go through
Throughout our lives.
Some are smaller,
More insignificant
Steps,
And some are larger.
But in its own way
Each phase
Has its purpose.