whenever I feel “attacked”
I build a wall
for my protection
to keep people
out
the only problem is
it keeps me
in
last night
that wall came down
Abraham
“Hitched”
I’d love to tell you that everything
was a piece of cake
the packing
the loading
the drive
the move
but it wasn’t
there was stress
but we made it
together
it’s hard to explain the emotions
felt behind the wheel
as I watched the trailer in front of me
hold my stuff
my things
my life
everything I had
in a trailer
it was weird
thinking every thing would melt away
when we got here
but it didn’t
unpacking things
only to realize
my things didn’t have “a place”
then it hit me
I left my home
to be a visitor
nothing “fitting in”
not even me
not yet
I’m not sure how much of my bath
was water
and how much
were tears
learning to live
a different way
I wonder what poetry
was inside Abraham
In Plain Sight
Last night, I was sitting in bed reading in the bible, and it didn’t take long for me to be wrecked. I was reading in Hebrews, chapter eleven: a chapter I’ve read a bunch of times, and came to a point where I couldn’t continue.
I’ve learned not to “rush” through the bible. I have an entire lifetime to read it, so why not take me time through life to do so. I would rather read one Scripture and become it than read a whole chapter and forget it. Anyway, the part that wrecked me was about Abraham and Sarah.
I’ve always read about their unwavering faith, about waiting for a son, and I would speak and teach about how THAT’s what God recorded, not where they had fallen short, and that’s about as far as my teaching went on that, but last night, God opened up a whole new revelation to me. Continue reading
