Sing through me. Strength in weakness. Be my eyes, my voice, my hope, my freedom. Help me to surrender all to you. Holy, holy. May dawn welcome a new day, twilight rest towards a new tomorrow. Redemption. May I sing and dance, with my boy, mind and heart. May joy be my companion, may I trust you for each tomorrow, each yesterday, each present moment. Be between, beyond, before. That one day I will trust in you who surround me, let your healing presence be with me. A new day, drawn from the storehouses of your love. Where we came from, where we are going, everything in-between. Have mercy on me a sinner.
Tuesday, March 22, 2022
May we see You
Lord God, save me from myself. May I rest secure in your arms. Forgetting all else. To be at home, and to realize that there is no place where you are not. The hope of nations, the hope of humans, the hope of those who have come before, are, or will be. May I look no place else. May my life start and end with you, and have all the in-between. Let it be you. Let me stand upon your rock, course through my veins, let not my heart drink the bitter drink of judgment and bitterness. Let my mind rejoice in you, you, who have not forgotten me, who is with me. Be my strength, have my tears, let my sorrow find rest in you grace. Be my true home, to where I turn. Teach my mind to surrender to your grace. Be bigger than my mind can conceive. Let your loving energy be the skeleton holding me up. Let me experience your heaven in the present, and then to go home to you. Let my life be yours. Sing your song over creation, that all may catch a glimpse, that we all may rejoice at your glory, that we may all see you more and more clearly all the time. Have mercy on me a sinner.
Monday, March 21, 2022
Am I broken?
Am I boken, Lord God, have mercy on me. I don't deserve your grace, yet cover me with it, I have no where else to turn. Lord God, where am I to go. Depression knocks on the door, Lord God rescue me. May I one day wake up in a land where it is you alone. May my vision fail me so that you are my eyes. Why do I do the things I do? Have mercy on me a sinner. Remove all from me Lord, have my body, my mind, my psyche, my soul. May I delight in you only. Forgive my sullen way of viewing the world. Forgive my doubt and ingratitude. May the treasures of my heart and mind be you alone, rescue me from depression. May I rest upon you, and seek no other home. I don't want to suffer, I don't want depression.
Lord God, may I one day know you even as you know me now. May I see you clearly, may I see the world as your creation, may I see you as the master painter brushing your strokes of grace.
Sunday, March 6, 2022
That all may Belong
Celebrate. He has come. He has always been here. Drugs nor alcohol could hold him back. My minds euphoria doesn't compare with the simple beauty of ultimate reality. Simplicity, maybe if we travel long enough into the in-between we will find the Maker. Hidden in plain sight. Between every word and phrase. Between darkness and my doubt. Seeking to shine through, to be more than an afterthought. Maybe that which was behind, between, can make it's way forward, to be center. To let all revolve around it. The center, in it's rightful place. All in all. That I may not give way to negative voices, may I not hide in shame. Hold me in your light, that which was in-between may be center. Sing. Dance. Play. We are invited. We are called. We are His. Alive. Trusting. If only through a foggy mirror, if only every fifth thought. That which is small can grow. That which is only caught in glimpses can be the sun. Let the sun shine until I have forgotten everything else with a less captivating glow. That all may be one, that all may belong.
Thursday, February 17, 2022
That I May Be With You
To find that I could fall, around my heart. Be my everything. In the morning light, in the pale dark night. Be in my dreams, at night and day. Be my heart, my very own. Be my in-between. My heart seeks refuge in your love. Be with me, my day, as twilight approaches, however near or far, may my heart grow in your love. My it practice for home even now, may it beat with more and more confidence, to know as it's known. May the darkness not have the final say. May it drift from me into the ever growing sea, that as time proceeds I don't know it existed, I don't remember its sting. Help me to surrender to your love, that it might be better than I could have seen. Be with me on this spinning ball through space, that your love may be within and without this universe. Cleanse me over and again, that I may taste but some of your goodness. That this weary world will not hold me down, that I may fly to you, realizing that you are the wings, the air, the starting place and the destination. That I may be with you. That I may be with you.
Sunday, February 13, 2022
Love upon Love
Do you remember what the city sounded like? Let the days and nights blend together, so that there may only be one time, one place, yet everywhere. Help me to surrender all the promises that don't bear what they promise, to the quiet whisper that is always true. My schedules, my plans, the questions I ask, let them sink in the sea of your grace. So that in the end there is just us and you. Love upon love
That I may Know
Someone to pull out the splinters, I leave it all for you. Have mercy on me, a sinner. Cleanse me whiter than the brightest white. Help me to give up grievances I have, to not choose bitterness, to leave what I don't need behind. Let those I encounter see you, glow through me. Time, is yours. Space and infinity, is yours. Why should I worry? What do I consider my depression? Why do I wonder if your absent to me? Help me tired bones to find rest in your grace, break through my dark thoughts with your glorious light. Let but a flicker be sparked, that I may have a warm glow to nurture me back to health. Be my home, in the midst of the many homes I try and find, be my home. Whatever I am, whatever I am not, belongs to you. Bring to yourself what is yours. Have control, my senses activates by your energy, every part in harmony, every part one. Let them not be just words on a page, but actualities ready to enter my heart and psyche, that I may know you are here. Be closer to me than I am to myself. Bless me that I may catch some of your glow, that I may surrender control. To be held, in the midst of, in-between. Let the anchor of my drought give way against your great tide. That I may see. That I may know.