The Deferred Dream... What happens to a dream deferred? I am wasting here in no man's land... I have reached out for you grabbed at your garment but collect only dirt... I have tried to entice you tempt you out of your trap but you turn to it for comfort... I have tried to lift you spirit you away but too weak I sag... your burdens are too heavy for me... Before you are consumed by what you lack grab me! Your madness may explode! Must I remain here? Must I become dust too? Must I watch as you struggle blindly - watch you choke on your own bile of regret? Must I too die in a ditch forgotten? Must we both suffer because you lack divining?
Broken Chains Cracked Splintered Scattered Lost chained... On my knees twisted by the weight of too much to carry far. What must I do? If I could stand I would be wider than the seas. There would be limitless depths to me. But on the shallow tide I must cling. I have no choice. Held down by powers greater than me I weep... Can they hear me? If so why don't they come? Why? Slowly, every so slightly, I feel a crack against the puckered skin left to fall off the bones. But - A fire burns A fire rages on A fire that destroys the fear A fire that promises release A fire that burns away the chains A fire that ignites the pain that will help me be me again.
A dash of dreams... A tupse of twenty-twenty vision. let's turn the page! Do things important things. But the latch felt and we were trapped. whispers everywhere whispers to ripples ripples to waves waves become liquid mountain crashing down. We ran into secret places invisible unknown. All dreams, attacked, grasping desperately for air. It wasn't fair, it didn't care, man woman and child all had a fair share. We raged, we cried, we begged - Mercy! It did not hear, Misery kept us company. The carnival had ended and so masks were removed. Many Medusas were unveiled that day, No Oracles to spin fantasies. Helpless to the onslaught we cowered in dark places. Out of despair many turned to Him. Will He hear their cry? Will He care? Will He...?
Today I want to talk about trust, faith and fear. It is Easter Sunday, which represents for many christians the commemoration of the resurrection of Christ. It is the pivotal aspect to the good news of Christ. With this celebration,. there is the renewal of hope, life and light. However, because we are only human, in times of great tribulation we can forget to focus on the light as the darkness surrounds us. We may know of the hope that we have in Christ, but when we think too much of how we have failed to be true to our faith we get afraid. We wonder if with each new challenge, it is our past that has finally caught up with us.
Does humanity deserve what is happening right now?
We focus so much of our energies on our fears that we become paralysed and either do not act to move forward, or we act too rashly and somehow make things even worse than they were. It is a bit clearer now more than ever, how misguided we can be about matters in this life. I have seen several instances where, in a time of death and great uncertainty , some of us still focus on the things that do not matter – things that never truly mattered and never will.
I have seen persons so consumed by fear that they infect everyone else around them with it, until there is no one to offer comfort and strength.
But this thankfully this is the minority.
There are many more persons who continue to rely on the the promise of Christ, the promise to be with us even as He left the earth to sit on the right hand of His father: teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age... (Matt. 28:20). Once we abide in The Most High, He will abide with us.
Easter isn’t about a date on the calendar nor the rituals that accompany said date – well as far as I am concerned. It is the hope that suffering is temporary and that fear can be conquered. It is to remember that we do not fight our battles alone, but that Christ is always with us, once we act according to his will (Matthew 28).
We see the evidence of God’s willingness to stand by His people, to offer comfort and healing:
10 So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10
The message of setting aside our fear, despair and uncertainty, is a message that we need to carry, “like the poor carry hope”. It is a message that mattered then and that matters now. It is the good news that needs to travel through the grapevines, through the tunnels of tiktok and all those social media platforms teeming with everything else. It is the good news that we need to tell ourselves when we are bombarded by the bad news that gives the grisly details of death and suffering.
There is hope in Christ, in His birth, death and resurrection. There is also evidence in both the old and New Testament that we are never alone, once we are willing to allow The Great I am into our lives and once we are willing to relinquish the control we we think we have. It is comforting to know that we are not alone, that we have been placed together to help each other and encourage each other during our difficulties. The Great Commision was not just for the disciples but for all believers. Our strength does not lie in operating in fear but in the Light. We are not slaves to fear, because We have been given a spirit of fearlessness; what we need to do is to activate it.
15 The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship.And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.” Romans 8:15