Rushing

 

 

Rushing

 

Rushing here

Rushing there

People pushing

Looking, searching

Everywhere!

 

We have stress

I understand the tests

We go through everyday

But for a moment

Could we not just stay?

 

To let go

Of the constant

Looking for the

Something

We don’t even know

 

Why or what we

Look for

This constant rushing

Will rob you of

All your joy

 

I cannot stop

You say

Because if I do

Then

I will feel the pain

 

The separation I feel

The need

The hole in my middle

Which continues to bleed

 

We have separated

From the source of life

A living, breathing

God/Creator/Loving Father

He does not wish for us

This terrible, horrible strife

 

We put ourselves thru

Each day we begin anew

With the rushing,

Accumulating of more

More useless things

Less joy

 

So, seek your God

Let go of seeking

Useless idols

Let life be in the being

With, in the presence of

the One who

Can fill the emptiness

And lay your pain to rest

 

John 14:27 My peace I give to you, my peace I leave you. I do not give to you as the world gives. So do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.

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Denial

 

 

denialartDenial

Deny, deny
I turn my back
Then sigh
Wondering why
I am so
Miserable.

On the bed
At night
Toss and turn
I cry
If you are real
Within your face
Light up the sky!

But nothing
There is not a trace
Of anything or
Any One

So I turn back
To the screen
Of my TV
Or the phone
Things I know
I sit alone

Harden the
Heart
Feel nothing
Develop the art
Of pleasure
Seeking

Just one more fix
This pain will
Pass
Seek one more
High
Maybe it will last
This time

So I rush,
Concentrate
On this world
Fix your eyes
On this strange
Green Pearl

Bigger house,
Fancier car,
Is this by far
The best I can do
Or is there really
You?

Endless cycles
They repeat
As I keep
On searching
For that which
Will meet

My greatest
Deepest need
Maybe one more
Piece of food,
Drink, house,
Vacation,

Rushing, seeking,
I perpetuate
This Empty pain
But I refuse to cry out
Your Name
So again, I sigh
And again your
Name I deny.

Matthew 10:33 …whoever denies me before men, I will deny before my Father who is in heaven.

Wouldn’t you like to see. . . . ???

jesus'gloryWouldn’t you like to see Utopia? Wouldn’t we all like to see a world without pain, suffering, disagreements, wars, orphans living on the streets with nothing? We have been promised, assured we will live in such a Utopia if we believe in, try to emulate the historically documented Jesus of Nazareth.

It will begin with a revived American church. Our country leads the world in almost everything and so do our churches or they should at least try. Wouldn’t you like to see a church less divided among itself, one with more influence over the world and its culture rather than the other way around with the culture having more influence over God’s living, holy church??

I would love to see revival in the American churches. I pray for revival with more of the power of the Holy Spirit alive and well in our spiritual family. I pray for a lower divorce rate in our churches, a church less caught up in lusting after money and material possessions and one that lusts after Christ more instead. I pray for a church that is less caught up in fitting in with the world and more concerned with standing up and being different from the world’s standards. I pray for a church like the first century one that is willing to go and sell something, lay the money at the feet of our church leaders in order to help the poor and more needy in God’s family. I pray for a church whose true glory is the glory of the living Christ!

May God bless your day. Praise God!!!

 

Stuff!

garbagegirlpoem

Materialism has its up and downs. It’s not always as great as it’s cracked up to be. It can be corrupting for more than one thing(earth, human body and soul).

 

Stuff
Plastic, metal, glass
Concrete poured
On a valuable earth
Struggling to survive.

Fast cars, faster planes,
Light-speed computers,
Stuff
Up to our necks.

Or maybe
Up to our hearts,
Lusting, lusting
More, more, more

We’re told we need
NEED
Stuff, stuff, stuff
To survive.

Garbage piles heaped,
All our stuff
Discarded, thrown away,
Destroyed forever
So we can have
More Stuff.

Physical we are for
Now
But more spirit
For the later

Stuff, stuff, stuff
Helps not with
The later of a
Different place

Another world which
Does not care
Endlessly about all our
Stuff.