The wait was long.
The years went by.
Generations passed.
With no sign of light.
But when all hope was thought
to be lost…
A child at the shore–
Held his gaze at the blue tip.
Saw a white flag emerge at the hip.
There on the sand
the child jumped in exultation.
Immersed in the praise
of salvation.
I am unworthy,
but you have clothed me with your robe so pure.
Your love you give freely.
You were willing and sure.
I am unworthy,
but you have broken my chains.
You, who has freed me,
are worthy of praise.
“He will beautify the humble with salvation.” Psalm 149:4
Published In “Life Images” magazine Autumn 2008.
Some old poems.
The folly of a Self Righteous man.
You know what it takes to drive an honest man to lie,
To cause him to cheat
and t have that swell inside.
You know what it takes to drive a prudent man to swear,
cause him to lose control
making his temper flare.
You know what it takes to make a high man fall,
take what’s most precious to him,
watch him lose it all.
You know that a righteous man is nothing but a thief.
That a faithful spouse can quickly turn to be a cheat.
That a person proclaiming peace can quickly turn to hate.
And how a holy man can simply lose his faith.
In all our attempts to be good
we are destined to fail.
Faulty destined to fall.
Destined to fail.
Destined to fall.
Shall this sin keep us from coming in?
Sin keeps us from coming in.
Without you i would cheat.
Without you i would fail.
Without you i’m a convict imprisoned without bail.
Without you i would steal.
Without you i would lie.
Without you i couldn’t feel the love that gives life.
That’s why God i need you in my life
I’m desperate to be clean
and rid this filth that resides.
It clings on me
destroying this innocent child.
And i know there’s no where to run
But to just believe in your son.
Just believe in your son.
You have more than I can ask for
You’ve got so many rooms to explore
You wanna give me the tour
You’ve got libraries filled with books
You want me to take a look
You have paintings and art in shades and colors i’ve never seen
You want me to see.
You want me to see.
There’s so much to you
I can’t get enough
Every corner I turn
There’s a page to turn
You have me asking for more
and you have more than i can ask for.
How can anyone get bored of you?
Your colors radiate so strong
How can anyone want such a love
to go wrong?
You are a precious stone
more like a pearl of great price
if anyone were to turn away from you
whatever would blind their eyes?
You shine so marvelously in the way you move
There’s nothing about you I’d want to change from you.
You’ve got me wanting more and more.
You have more than I can ask for.
your vegtables are no good
sacrifice or Obey?
I want your love,
not your things.
Not your services that bring your vanity!
I don’t want you to tell me all that you’ve done.
Did I even ask you to do such things?
I want you to obey!
I don’t want your things!
You think you have something I don’t have?
I have everything I need.
Why do you go to so much trouble?
Do you want me to cheer?
You do it for yourself. Not for me.
You don’t see me clear.
I want a love that’s humble.
Not your acts that’s all in vain!
Stop using my name to further your glory!
Stop using my name in vain!
I did not ask for you to trample over my name
with your own righteous self seeking acts.
So stop using me for your personal gain.
Do you come to me with vegtables?
You’re vegtables are no good to me, Cain!
Your vanities are enough!
Stop using my name in vain!
You want to do things for me.
You clean my windows–
I asked you to clean my floor.
You do my laundry–
I asked you to get the door.
You do dishes–
I didn’t ask you to do one thing.
You continue working–
and i still haven’t asked you to do a thing.
You want to give me your arm and leg.
You want to run 10 miles.
You wax my floor and polish my shoes.
You want me to smile.
But I don’t see you.
I didn’t ask you to do those things.
You have offered me your sacrifice.
And I don’t see any good in your things.
All i require is that you obey.
Not your fancy flatteries.
Your sweet words are nothing, but foam in the mouth.
Your sacrifice means nothing to me!
faith in numbers
If 1+1 is two
and what you did on the cross is truth
then say 1+2 is three
then absolutely you’ve set me free.
If i can count my fingers to two
why would it be any harder to factor in you?
And i know for sure i have 5–
Is it any harder to believe in everlasting life?
If i know that one is absolute one.
Is it any harder to believe in your son?
When i know that 1 is not a lie,
trusting that it’s not .0895
Then i can count on 1+1+1 being 3–
Just like what you’ve done
has set me free.
