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.