This is Your Healing

fall and break.
Lie still and shatter
but keep going.
Wallow in the mud
so you don't drown.
Never stop swimming
you don't need fins
not wings
you just need to keep moving.
missteps do not dismiss
your steps.
Get it together and wipe your tears. 
Then go again.

You Decide

You Decide

You decide where the tide flows
what goes
and what's really for show.
You decide that you are not here
to scratch and scrape
just to be someone's slave
except God's.
You decide 
faith or fear
one must be killed
with the spear of defiance
and a lot of reliance 
on the One who is the I Am.
You decide
your voice
and the choice to do what's right
not what is good.
You decide 
life is worth death
to the theft of your joy
and the you they can never conceive.



Courage comes from faith
and faith discourages fear.
Courage is not losing heart
even when the storm is on your doorsteps
fighting to get in.
Courage is making the mountain before you
as small as a grain of sand
nothing less would suffice
to let the Sun shine in your life.
Courage is knowing your will never lack
because God will keep you on track.
Courage is making that lonely walk
because you made a certain talk.
That will make all the difference.

I Found God Today

I Found God Today

I found God today
and guess what?
He had never gone away.
I had just lost my way.
Distracted by deception
feted by the thief of joy
false promises its only decoy.
But today I stopped
and heard God say - 
"keep going
I am right here.
Keep striving
for by your tears and my grace
you must win this race".

Do Not Waver

Do Not Waver

Those things within you
do not waver on them.

To waver is a lack of faith
yourself to stand your ground.

Do not waver
because you will falter
and all you ask 
God's gifts
will slip through your fingers.

Be resolute 
never leave you
to wander in the dark.

Let your way be lit
by a truth only faith can shine
Do not waver
in this your time
Instead choose your weapon
draw your victory line.

That Lesson is the true Blessing

Often times when “bad” things happen to us we question why. We feel and act like victims and may even curse the day we were born. It is not easy to navigate this life when your intentions do not bear the kind of fruits you had in mind. Too often people, like me and you, become disillusioned with the twist and turns that punctuate our lives. DIsturbances as we see them, that happen maybe when we least expect them or produce our greatest fears. There is a tendency to be angry in these situations, to feel trapped and oppressed.

So, it is hard to think that there is anything good to see in these situations much less to see them as a blessing. I have learned that hard times produce the opportunity for us to not only mature but to flourish. When we get too comfortable where we are, we may feel reluctant to “rock the boat”, and accept where we are, who we are and how we have come to be perceived as our lot in life. But here comes those lessons that say, “no this is not your final destination, you have to be stretched a little more, melted down to the liquid fire and beaten into a new shape”. We are there resistant, resentful and hopeless, waiting for it to end. By it I mean this season of hard lessons, the experience of the hard-knock life. However, it can be that our greatest strength can come from these surely hard lessons. We are forced to work from our survival and with it and toughness develops, when we choose to stick around, that can take us through another hard knock. With each of those knocks out toughness becomes more improved until we can better appreciate the hits and even welcome them because they really allow us to live life fearlessly, or with a little less fear even.

For all the things we can gain, awards and wealth, it is those difficult times, sometimes the hardest in our lives that are the real treasures on earth. It is never easy to reconcile the painful experiences that we have blessings as we have become too focused on blessings that lead to matchless prosperity. How about we shout amens for those lessons, hard lessons that lead to our blessings, true blessings not limited by a limited and our very human understanding.

While Your Heart Breaks

While Your Heart Breaks

While your heart breaks
I must take
this shovel
and keep digging.
While that tear drops
I must sit atop
my mound of clay
chip away at the decay of immorality
left by those who blunder in the name of crusades.
While you are happy
that your world is not so unhappy
I will carve my joy from dirt.
While you pray
for us to find our way
we will dig a path way trench.
While you feel blessed
to come from the west
I dig my feet
on the mountain side
to find my peace
when I face that test.
While you feel priviledged
know that I will
still survive.