Monthly Archives: February 2017

The World a Bit Brighter

I had a pretty great day today

and yet I feel sad

and I don’t know why.

I miss you

but I don’t know what “you” are

I can’t describe you

I can’t describe your face

I can’t describe how you make me laugh

I can’t describe how the world looks a bit brighter with you

But I know that you make me happy

and I know that I miss you

I don’t know who you are

I don’t know where you went

I don’t know why I miss you

but I do.

I hope that you are having a nice time wherever you are

I hope that the sun shines during the day

I hope that the stars twinkle at night

I hope the birds sing in the morning

I hope the crickets chirp at night

I hope that you are surrounded by friends

I hope that you have the company of family

I hope that you laugh and smile

I hope that the world looks a bit brighter for you.

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The 4 Choices of the Heart

The world,

even the adrenaline in you body,

will tell you that you have two choices:

fight or flight.

And this might be true for physical crisis

but for matters of the heart?

Not so much.

We put that emotion

that heartache

that conflict

that wronged feeling

that abuse

that anxiety

that tangled thread of life

on a shelf

under a bed

in a closet

in a drawer

We ignore it

and hope that a magician comes along and makes it disappear.

Except there are no magicians for heartache

there is no remedy from memory

there is no elixir for the heart.

When told there is only fight or flight,

we rebel by doing nothing.

We choose the third option: let it fester.

We let that emotion fester and grow

into a thing without edges or boundaries,

something uncontrollable and unknowable

because we don’t even want to recognize its existence.

The world tells us that emotions are for the weak

and so we let the brain drive

and the heart barely survive.

The heart is like an overgrown, abandoned mansion

covered in poison ivy of festering emotion,

it once was great

but now it is just ignored.

Oh, poor, poor heart

will you ever beat again?

***

Then along came a gardener

He looked at this overgrown, abandoned mansion

and said that He could make it better

He came armed with three nails, an old wooden cross, and a dump truck of grace

He cleaned up this slow beating heart of mine

and is glad to do it night after night

because He’s a gardener that is what He does.

He prunes and cuts and nurtures and waters

and watches the flowers of my restored life grow.

The world might tell you that there are two options: fight or flight,

others might choose a third option of festering,

but the gardener has told me the best option:

forgiveness.

He showed me by His example

He showed me His scarred palms and back

He showed me grace.

And now I will go and tell the world about the gardner

about His best option

about His grace

I will shout from the mountain tops about my salvation

I  receive grace to show grace.

***

Oh, poor, poor heart

will you ever beat again?

Yes, yes you will

because my Redeemer’s heart still beats.

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I Thanked God for You Today

I thanked God for you today

I thanked Him for your smile

I thanked Him for your silliness

I thanked Him for your patience

I thanked Him for your understanding

I thanked Him for your spunk

I thanked Him for your optimism

I thanked Him for your funniness

I thanked Him for your excitement about life

I thanked Him for you being a Christian

I thanked Him for your support

I thanked Him for your wittiness

I thanked Him for you

I would want to say that I thank Him for you everyday

but gratitude is such a fickle emotion

And so now, in one of those surpluses of appreciation

I want to tell you that I care about you

and that I am so glad that you are in my life

You truly are sunshine to my rainy days

and stars in my night.

I thanked God for you today, my dearest and best friend.

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Sometimes I Wonder

“Sometimes I wonder about glue. No one ever stops to ask glue how it’s holding up. If it’s tired of sticking things together or worried about falling apart or wondering how it will pay its bills next week.”
― Tahereh Mafi

Sometimes I wonder about binder twine

and if it gets annoyed with holding hay bales together,

the hay poking it and stretching to its limits.

Sometimes I wonder about electrons in ionic bonds

holding the elementals together to form stronger molecules

and if the electrons ever want to do their own thing.

Sometimes I wonder about skin

if it ever gets peeved with keeping all of our insides together,

keeping everything taut and secure.

Sometimes I wonder about the Corpus Callosum,

if the band of fibers connecting the two hemispheres of the brain would just want to take the day off

it doesn’t want to translate what one side says to the other.

Sometimes I wonder about people who try to be funny to make others happier,

that they would make themselves the fool just so that their loved ones would smile,

that they would defuse the situation at their own expense,

where do they get that energy to keep going with no recognition?

So glue, binder twine, ionic bonds, skin, the Corpus Callosum, funny people,

you are noticed and appreciated,

we thank you.

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Singing Life

Since I was little I loved the songs at church that I could put motions to. Songs like “I Cry Out” or “On Christ’s Solid Rock I Stand”. The motions weren’t something that I learned but instead something that I did by choice.

I grew up with these songs and my motions to them. My sister and I on either side of our father acting out the words to the songs. Now it is not just us acting out the words but also my mother as well as my cousin and her boyfriend.

As Christians, when we sing songs in church we sometimes act like they are just words and not worship of the One who spoke the universe into existence. We act like they are just silly little diddies and not teachings and promises for our everyday lives.

This is why I think that acting out the words to the songs are important. The songs can be just as important as the sermon or any other part of the church service. I believe that every part of the worship service has a reason to be there.

In a self-centered society, Christians seem to take the stance that church services are for their own benefit. They are not, church services are for God’s benefit. We sing praises and thankfulness to God, and yes the songs get us in the right mood for the rest of the church service but that is not their entire purpose.

Acting out the words to the songs helps me internalize their meanings. When I sing “Make Me a Blessing” I want to confidently say that I will be a blessing. When I sing “Go Tell It on the Mountain” I want to confidently say that I will share the Good News. When I sing “Blessed Assurance” I want to confidently say that I have felt a bit of heaven.

Acting out the words to the songs can also help others. When my father, sister, and I acted out the words eventually other people caught on. Just think if we carried this message further: to act on God’s Word and to see it spread.

So I challenge you, the next time you hear a Christian song (whether at church or on the radio) try acting out the words in the song. This doesn’t have to be a big interpretive dance routine, just listen to the song with more than your ears. Try not only acting out the words during the song but also in your everyday life.


Come, let us sing for joy to the LORD; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation.

-Psalm 95:1

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