Unfold

I am
A little tired
Of thinking
So hard

Trying to figure

It all out

Going to

Sit back now
And just let
This story
Unfold

As it will

In its time

Right on schedule

No rush

Not going

To lose sleep
Worrying
That the messes
In my life
Are pushing me
Off the true course
Of my life

This is the course

This is my life
Unfolding

As it will

Good Company

I crave
Humble
Life livers

Vulnerable

And
Brave

Unafraid

To walk beside
Sometimes as a fellow traveler
Sometimes as a guide

Good company

Either way

 

Walked Alone

For anyone
Who has
Walked alone

Traveled a long way

Down a lonely path

Lost God

Through no fault
Of your own
And had no idea why

I just wanted

To say

That also

Once happened
To me

It can happen

And I don’t yet
Know why

One day

I might figure it out

But for now

Just wanted
To say

I’ve been there

It can happen
And it’s hard

Scars

If you walk
With people
In pain

There’s a good chance

You’ll see
Scars

Open wounds

That are not pretty

On their bodies

In their souls

But walk with them still

Don’t leave them

Alone with their
Scars

Just walk with them

And see what they see

And that just

Might be enough

That God Loves

How
Could God
Love someone
Like me

Turn

His attention
My way

So many songs

I hear lately
Ask this
In different
Ways

But I

Don’t ask that
Ever

If anything

I ask
How could God
Not love
Someone
Like me
Intentionally made
In God’s image

God’s handiwork

God’s design

In the same way

I’m not shocked
When parents
Love their children
Beyond reason
Without condition

I’m not shocked

That God loves
What He created
Beyond reason
Without condition

In fact

To be honest
I rather
Expect
That kind of love

Almost feel

Entitled to it

And maybe

That is
As presumptuous
As it sounds

But while

I am sometimes
Confused

About the ways

God shows love
 
About how God
Delivers
The love
He has

That God loves

Is not something
I question anymore
At all

Matter

How much
Does it
Matter really
If we’ve read
Through the Bible
In a year

If we can quote

Full chapters
From memory

If we know

The Hebrew root
Of whatever

How much
Do such
Bible heroics
Matter really
If we aren’t
Even reading
It right

If we

Create meaning
Where there
Is none

If we

Skip over
The parts
That hold
Wisdom

If we don’t

Get the meaning
Right
I think
Not much else matters
At all

When Pain Comes Close

When pain comes close
When it settles in deep
It’s not something
That can be
Shaken off easily
Discarded at will

Pain

Settled in
Can only be
Picked up
And carried
Brought along
Through life
Until the weight of it lifts
Until the bulk of it
Lessens
Disintegrates almost
Leaving only its shell

A forever reminder

Of a journey made

Of wisdom gained
Of pain survived

A Little Restless

I am
A little restless

A little restless

To feel well

A little restless

For things to look forward to

A little restless

For work that energizes

A little restless

For hope

A little restless

But also
A little trapped

Not

The greatest
Of combinations
For me
Right now

Traces of Brokenness

If you listen
It is there
You can hear it
All the ways
We are broken

Sometimes

Subtle
Sometimes
Painfully clear

Traces of brokenness

In us all

All of us broken

In different ways
By different things
At different times

All of us broken

The only question
Is how much
Of our brokenness
We will share


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