Created

Made to live

Made to love

Made to give

Made to rise above

Trials and tribulations

Are guaranteed

Choice in how to face them

Is what makes us free

Given a voice

Given a choice

Given a soul to rejoice

In the victories

In the pain

In the dark nights

In the rain

Cause the pain is the rain that waters the seed

The seeds of life that give birth to victory

And the victory is not always a golden crown

It’s the getting up after each falling down

Made to press on

Made to endure

Made to overcome

Made to be sure

Despite my failure

Despite my fear

There’s a reason why I’m here

I was purposely made

Given a soul

Given a name

The Creator of the heavens

The Keeper of the stars

Fully designed me

Created my heart

To be filled with passion

To feel so strong

To be filled with ire

When someone is wronged

To be filled with compassion

When someone’s in need

To be filled hope

To plant and water seeds

To spread to the weary

The good news of love

Made to speak

Made to proclaim

Made to encourage

Made to heal

Made to pray

Made to feel

Deeply for a creation

That isn’t mine

It belongs to my Father

And he is so kind

To let his child

Still learning to grow

To join in the work

Of bringing His Kingdom hope

Zakar

Soul of mine, so entwined

And dare I say accustomed

To comfort, pleasure, and delight

Though once you were a child of night

And come from hard and humble places

No stranger to struggle or pain

Persistence and faith have brought great gain

And how easy it is to slip, trip and stumble

Once you make it through the desert

But remember the days in the scorching sun

Each drop of water was as gold

You clung to every word and prayer

Proclaiming truth and holding onto hope

Delivered from the desert

It didn’t take long for that milk and honey ,

To go from a blessing to an expectation

Mind yourself, guard your heart

Lest you be eating manna and begging for captivity

Soul of mine do not incline

to forget your rescue

Lest we forget, then we will drift

And become willfully captive yet again

Soul of mine, guard your mind

Seal your heart and return

To the first joy and love

Ransomed and freed from above

Remember well your rescue

Time

Time itself is one more name for death.

C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

In days of youth she drug her feet

Minutes were days and days were weeks

She isn’t impatient, but she doesn’t wait

She is steady and doth not deviate

Yet with greater acquaintance she makes haste

In youthful naivete she is often wasted

To some she seems cruel

And to others a friend

She is faithful and unwavering

As she knows no end

She is always moving , never still

Some say she is illusion

She thinks she is quite real

But the geniuses and the fools

Have her quite misunderstood

She is quite rigid though she can bend

She is quite relative to some impactful friends

And though she is blamed for entropy’s reign

She objects with this complaint

She alone does not cause pain

But speed and gravity and the will of men

Cause her to change and confusion to set in

But the last word is not spoken

The Great Watchmaker in time will fix what’s broken

Saturn’s Rings

Saturn’s rings are vanishing

No one told her she could sing

Oh, but she can dance

Ice cream and fancy things

Are a girl’s delight

But no one keeps you warm

In the cold icy nights

And the winds did blow

And no one knows

Why she came, where she came, where she came from

There was a time she used to rhyme

But she traded it all for sordid lies and alibis

She bought them every one

She used to have fun, but now she cries and fantasizes

Of those dancing days in May

Twirling girls, and bouncy curls and spicy red lips

Grabbing on tight, she slip, slip , slipped

Fell down the hole, no rabbit though with whimsy and haste

Just a desolate place, dark and cold

Will she grow old, dreaming of belonging

Craving meaning but throwing it away

Like skipping stones on a pond

Because she thought she was beyond grace

Won’t hide her face, but she won’t shine

She tells them she is fine

And keeps marching on

Looking for the sun, sunshine

Saturn is losing her rings

Silly thing, it’s not as if she was born with them

She knows in time, they will disappear

But she will still be here

And will they still care that she is standing there

Without the things they used to define her

Someone please remind her

There is more, her inner core

She is more than jewels or a face

She has an innate grace

that won’t be seen from a glance

Something’s Missing

The star is missing atop the tree

And that Christmas village didn’t appear

There was something off about Christmas

Something was missing this year

I could blame being busy

but that was not the truth

What is missing this Christmas

What is missing is you

So it was hard to get started

To put up the tinsel and the tree

But I know there is joy despite the grief

And Christmas is the very reason for hope

So I dwelled on that truth to cope

And decked the halls and the mantle

And set out the advent candles

But despite my intention

Despite my peace

That star didn’t make it atop the tree

And so this year our tree top was bare

No angel or star placed up there

But it waxes poetic because my heart

This Christmas was missing a great star

But the hope of Christmas that rings true

Is where the stars and angels and newborn Savior abides

That is where my missing Christmas star is for eternal life

Long game

Penned January 8, 2021

Tired and weary
Of all the division
Derision, overinflated opinions
This world is aching
My heart is breaking
Why do we keep taking
When we need to be giving
Forgiving
Living for the Light
Darkness stirs the pot
Sits back and watches
Smiling and tapping his fingers together
Cause right now he is winning
What he doesn’t know this fight is not just beginning
Been going on since the dawn of time
The Maker’s got his own divine plan
Love has been drowning out hate since time began
Hate screams louder
Love is more subtle
But after all the drama boils down to a bubble
Love endures
Secures
Ensures
Just when Darkness closes in
One spark from Hope
Reveals LOVE wins
Again and again and again

Midnight Train

Train whistles at midnight

I’m on some distant shore

Though it’s my first encounter

Seems I’ve been here before

Her whistle is a warning

It’s a beacon and a wail

She spent all her life yearning

Up and down those rails

She took a break at one

But she’s back before the 7th bell

And here comes another stranger

Maybe he’ll prove a friend

Unaware of impending dangers

Supposing it won’t end

But the lines fade

And.the hairs grey

And the memories stay

Another day comes with the sun

But even if you run

Backwards or forwards or in circles spin

Even if that gold loaded ship comes in

Time won’t relent and she won’t take you back

So you just keep whistling your lament down the track