Medication Blues

O

GOD.

MY

MEDICATIONSpill-bottles-4

ARE

NOT WORKING.

I

WILL

GO

MAD

WITH

SAD.

I’M

EXHAUSTED.

I

HAVE

LOST

MY

MARBLES

AND

MY

BALANCE.

PEOPLE

ARE

PICKING

ME

OFF

THE

FLOOR.

MY

BRAIN

IS

LAYING

BESIDE

MY

BODY.

EVERYONE

STARES.

 

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Ageless

 

The state of being that no longer matters.

You have reconciled both past and future with the present.

You have stopped counting.

Where have you lain with the sun in your eyes

as if the day was an extension of the future?

Did you not feel the burn beneath your lids,

telling you to come alive to this moment?timeless

You are not truly ageless.

You have simply lost track of time.

Creator Contact

He delights in startling the creature.

He waits patiently for the surprised acknowledgement…images (4)

“He is up to something again!”

This puzzle piece goes here, and that one over there.

This grand and gradual revelation of His divine plan.

The surprise factor, meant to amaze and excite,

Has at its root a flawed ideology on the part of the creature,

that the Creator of all things couldn’t possibly stoop to love and delight in His creation.

We need not be amazed at all.

We were made for contact.

Pursued by Love

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We are never closer to God than when our hearts are open and free to receive His gentle caress. This is a rare but beautiful occurrence and is completely passive on our part. Humans are naturally repulsed by such love. We are so immersed in our uncleanness before this Holy God that we cannot fathom His unrelenting desire for union with us. Our brokenness has cast the pall of death over our entire being. How can we receive such indescribable love from this Almighty God, who is our Lover, and who actively pursues us while still in our stench so that He can make love to us? Only because the odor of rotten flesh which is so visceral to all our senses, is to God the sweet aroma of the sacrifice of His own Son. We must not deceive ourselves. When we refuse the advances of our God by using the excuse that we are so rotten that we cannot allow Him to enter into union with us, we make ourselves our own god and we close ourselves off to the highest pleasure this earthly life will afford. I have never been pursued like this by anyone else, have you?

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Kitchen (A Reflection of Christmas)

Masquerade of gypsy fortune-tellersWhyDinner

Come one by one

Gazing into their crystal balls

As if to find the answer

To that all-important question

“What’s for dinner tonight?”

Am I the one you seek, or do you seek another?

(Jesus may this moment be speaking this to your emptiness)

Who else but a mother and Jesus

Can satisfy our bellies and our souls?

Strange.

Satiety may be found

In the world’s kitchens

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Darkness Into Light

images (1)Traversing roads of encumbrance
Winding steeps of despair
Articulating the verbiage of depression
To a world that does not care.

Raucous cries from one beast to another
Emancipate me from this dark bitch night
Yawning is the abyss into which I have been cast
O God, rescue me that I would take flight

Into your waiting arms.