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a prayer

is it me
or is it all
twisted
distorted
contorted

to deny
the brokenness
the darkness
the sin
is to close our eyes
and turn away from injustice
from all the craters
where schools once stood

is to place our hands over our ears
to escape the tears
carried on wailing waves
on too many streets

is to cover our lips
and become statues
with utterless words
screaming silently
injecting our hearts
with the novocaine
of indifference
after all
what can we do
really

we slingshot around the moon
while shots ring out
in the southside
in the middle of the east
on midwest streets
unable to speak
we cling to the songs of our tribes
we can deal with that vibe

it's just too hard to try
to understand
i clasp my hands
kneel down and pray
for our enemies
for our adversaries
for our leaders
to stay
in a place of grace
towards all life
that mercy
might reign
for each child
and soldier
and mom and dad
amen
amen

God show us the way
Kyrie eleison
God come near today
Christe eleison
heal here today
Kyrie eleison
hear us we pray
Christe eleison
have your way in us
we pray
Kyrie eleison

on my way home

i’m on a road
i think i’m in control
i think i know where i need to go
i think i can see
i think i can find my way back home
i think there’s nothing behind me
so why am i surprised
at the tears in my eyes
trying to be free
while looking for a sign
to ease my mind
as i struggle 
to leave behind
all the troubled times
i carry in my soul
things said and done
they take a toll
make me want to run
but i choose to stay
and follow the Way
i sing of amazing grace
i sing through my tears
of a perfect love
that drives away fear
as the rain plays a melody
reminding me
that i am not in control
but i’m safe in the shadow
of the wings of His love
as i travel
on my way home

as if we really believe

where is heart of the church
the part that heals and feels pain
and seeks to secure
the good of the poor
the stranger
the unnoticed
we pursue innovation
but we need renovation
of the inside of our soul
the content of our heart
so we can be a part
of redeeming all that fell
and all the hell in and around us as well

it is time to rebuild
to be still
to make a decision of the will
to put on the Lord Jesus
clothed in grace
we move into the world
that God so loved that he gave
and embrace the stranger
welcome the foreigner
we face our flaws
surrender our rights
and set our sights
on washing feet
extending a hand
we stand
as ambassadors of the Way
and we stay
we forgive
today we live
not for ourselves
but for those in need
for those who cry
and die alone
for those who cry
without a home

what has gone wrong
that we have become
a resounding gong
we sing all those sunday songs
and harbor hate
hold a grudge
belittle our spouse
to name just a few
and hide in the house
of our pride
we mock and scorn
an opposing view
and then we lock our soul
in the rigid soil
of i must win
and we stew in the cauldron
of our sin

Holy Spirit
enter into the dark hidden sins
for we are clanging cymbals
who serve and sing and teach
we study read and systematically
arrange our grand theology
and solve the mysteries
give knowledge increase
but we are just running
from what is the greatest of these
we are nothing
without love

renovate our mind
restore our heart
we have made such a mess
let us be people of kindness
taking our place
in rhythms of grace
walking talking and loving
as if we really believe
that he has Risen

as if we really believe

moments slipping away

so yesterday
is now
yesteryear

and yesteryear
will soon be
remember when

and remember when
will  soon be
way back then

until it’s all
i just
can’t
recall

like trying to hold
the sands of the shore
moments slipping away
swallowed by tide and time
like jumping high
to swing from the clouds
only to fall
through the sky
i tried to keep
a moment or two

like a sunset
over a soybean field
or at the end of the road
or a monochrome lighthouse
showing the way
to giant icicles
on climbing day
or two little girls
on a summer swing
with nana in the middle
all is well
or a grand city
that rises and falls
while a grand old bridge
anchors it all
or our two sons
walking by the river
or coffee starlings
dancing in the air
safe from the wind farm
or the fire in the sky
above a river
flowing like time
through fields
and towns
and seasons
and lives
until it joins the
the moments
in the sea and sand
that still
are slipping through my hands

if i could fly

if i were only able to walk
i would roam to the sea
to the top of the mountains
and to the deep forest trees
if i were only able to run
i would chase the sunset
win the race to the sunrise
run after all the colors of the skies
and if i could fly
well
if i could fly and soar i would explore
the world with the power of my wings
as i listened to the sky colors sing
never again to walk or run
i would fly with the sun
ascend to the stars
and oh the songs i would sing
as i fly and carry the moon on my wings

- inspired by a fellow blogger

slow motion mending

sometimes i need to find
the time and silence
to unwind these coils of lies
these shackles of shame
and the commotion in my soul
so i sit in slow motion
while i name each derision
and consciously make the decision
to breathe in the Light of the World
and exhale all these false tales
that shield my heart
from receiving
the love on the Cross
He is bleeding
for me
losing His life
to save my own
taking my sin
calling it His own
this Christmas child
a King has come
to reign through love
and set me free
from the insanity
of my own making
so like these winter trees
i’ll surrender the leaves
those colors were so nice
but it’s just a show so i’ll let them go
and die
to what i think i know will set me free
and stay here in the mystery
of winter’s necessary death
it won’t last long
so with each breath
i’ll wait and sing a song
to the Christmas King
as He works in my soul
and rights all wrongs
He is my healer
my story writer
and life giver
i’ll wait
while He does
some slow motion mending
old things must have an ending
to make room for the new

i wonder

i wonder what she’s praying for
she’s pleading for
she’s kneeling for
i wonder what this child of God
is asking of her Lord

perhaps for peace inside her soul
and in this world
and in this world
perhaps for peace inside your soul
won’t you plead with her now

perhaps for love inside her soul
and in your heart
and in your heart
perhaps for love inside her soul
won’t you plead with her now

i wonder what she’s praying for
she’s pleading for
she’s kneeling for
i wonder what this child of God
is asking of her Lord

perhaps for rest from all her pain
from all her pain
from all her pain
perhaps for rest for you and me
from all the pain we feel

perhaps for pardon from her sins
from her sins
from her sins
perhaps for pardon for your sins
won’t you implore with her now

i wonder what she’s praying for
she’s pleading for
she’s kneeling for
i wonder what this child of God
is asking of her Lord

i wonder if we all could kneel
we all could kneel
we all could kneel
i wonder if we all could kneel
and join her right now
cry out with her now
be humble with her now
be a child of God
right now

you

when was the last time
you walked across
the noise in your life
and journeyed
into the depth of you

when was the last time
you just were still
and present to your soul
your longing
your sorrow
your joy
your hope
your anxiety
your darkness

when was the last time
you closed your eyes
and settled into your spirit
named the pain
let the tears carry away the sorrow

when was the last time
you heard your voice
when it tore down another soul
did it leave you broken
did it stab your heart

when was the last time
you surrendered
you admitted your limits
faced your shadows
let pride fall away in humility

when was the last time
you said
thank you
i love you
i was wrong
please forgive me
i need help

when was the last time
you leaned into your ordinariness
you opened your heart
to your strengths and weaknesses
you listened to feedback
you didn’t defend yourself

when was the last time
you were you
not as you think you are
but listened to others
and how they experience
you

you are an ocean
a vast sea of dreams
of loss
laughter
weeping
of love
fear
perseverance
sin
of cowardice
strength
power
kindness
of impotence
clarity
valor
uncertainty
and so much more

you
are
human
created by God
loved by God
seek Him
rest in Him
receive His love
live in His grace
receive His forgiveness
be alive
in Him
He knows full well
you
are
human

a starling moment

so let’s talk of
autumn mornings
falling into my consciousness 
sunny skies
shaking off the
midnight rain
while coffee murmurations
dance in my eyes
and i come into focus
crawling out of my dreams
stumbling towards awareness
senses trying to make
sense of the blue painted sky
and those tiny beads of coffee
are they escaping
the scalding dark amber sea
or just singing to
the Creator’s design
the indescribable
unmistakable aroma
is fresh and new
and tells old stories
it is a starling moment
and i don’t really know
what to make of it
so
i make my escape
with the coffee beads
and enjoy
the view

good-bye hello

say good-bye
to the veneer covering your soul
to shallow shadow living
say hello to all you are
those parts of you
kept tidy and tucked away
integrate your shiny self
with your darkness too

say good-bye
to not knowing
you
to not reflecting
to not pondering
how those you love
experience
you
say hello
to living inside out
be present to yourself
listen
listen
listen
as others share
what they see
who they see
what they feel

say good-bye
to running here and there
to getting it all done
to being okay with the frazzle
breaking your mind
feeding your anxiety
say hello to stillness
to stopping
ceasing
waiting
to closing your eyes
just breathing
say good-bye
to pretending
you’re doing fine
the pain in your body
is telling a different story
all that scrolling
diminishes you
watching another series
living other’s lives
just won’t do
say hello
to being real
to crying
to sobbing
to lamenting
the hard stories
that live in you
must be told

say good-bye
to your own strength
intellect
will
gifts
determination
you’re such a success
but kind of a mess
say hello
to faith
to trust
you did not make yourself
He created you
every moment is written
His thoughts about you
are precious