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the spirit of god

There is no beginning; there is no today; there is no future, and there, certainly, is no end. There is only the Spirit of God, which is always true and always loving, and the Spirit conforms for no one. The Spirit is pure love.

Unfortunately, the human race loathes the Spirit and ignores the message delivered so long ago by the Savior, Jesus Christ – love our God and love His offspring – the heart of the Spirit, the essence of God, the only real purpose to this gift called life, to love as the Spirit.

Yet, we ignore the Spirit by constructing boxes to bind our human beliefs. We ignore the Spirit by following random words in a printed book to justify our actions. The Spirit is not bound by walls or written in some book. The Spirit does not sit in a pew or sing “amen.” The Spirit lives in the blades of grass, the trunk of a tree, the wings of a bird, the roar of a lion, the cry of a baby, and in the tears of the lonely. The Spirit beats in the hearts of all creatures, then, now, and forever. The Spirit bestows meaning to the Universe and binds atoms millions of light years apart. No matter how much we attempt to mold the Spirit to our feeble minds…the Spirit just is.

Love our God and love His offspring. Not impossible to do but improbable to accomplish. We are full of hate and fear and cast judgement on all that has been placed before us. We shove God’s Spirit out of our lives because love is hard. Love is impossible without forgiveness, and forgiveness is impossible without losing your hate, fear, and pride. For love to be first, you must be last; you must become forgotten. And that is something most people will not embrace.

God loves us. His mercy knows no ends. His compassion is limitless, but as we are reminded so many times by Jesus, there will be wailing and gnashing of teeth for our God is also just. Those that flaunt what they think they know shall be ravaged by death, those that pretend to know shall be pushed aside, and those that have never known shall be embraced in His glory. The Lord God sent his message to open the eyes of a few that once knew and to reach those who, deep inside, always knew.

Those that are saved are not those that lead. Those that are saved are those that are forgotten.

only wish i knew how

I watched you walk across

the stage this afternoon

Knowing I’d nothing –

Nothing, to do with it.

I stood in the far back –

out of the way today

And just retreated,

retreated…

when you were handed

your high school diploma.

I wish I knew how

To tell you I love you.

I wrote you this poem

As I thought it was a start.

I’ve browsed your Facebook posts

Though I am not your friend

Your first homecoming,

Prom night, first date

Your broken arm,

and staying out late.

I wish I knew how

To show you I love you.

I wrote you this poem

As I thought it might be a start.

Some men God made a dad.

I’m sorry I’m not that man.

That’s why I went away

Let you grow on without me.

Don’t think I don’t love you.

Don’t think I don’t miss you.

Don’t think my heart’s not broken,

Destroyed and beyond repair

I wish I knew how

To tell you I love you.

I wrote you this poem

As I think it is a start.

finish last, finish first

alone at night, hard bed, neighbors scream next door

paper-thin, garage-sale sheets flutter from a shaky fan

street lights permeate broken blinds and illuminate a smoky room

pills and warm beer numb the pain and prevent the tears

swollen feet, rotten teeth, stiff fingers, aching back

selling lottery tickets and cheap gas at a ten-hour shift

paycheck to paycheck, bologna sandwiches, fried burrito shirts

anyone, no one wonders where it all went

unrealized dreams, youth breezed by, life advanced

mistakes begat mistakes, finishing last on life’s ladder

forgotten loves, child support, where are they now

my god, my god, why have you forgotten me

regret and sorrow is all i deserve

regret and sorrow is all i own

i don’t want to make the light of day

a life, a life, a life that finished last

promise, sacrifice, messiah, love

redemption, forgiveness, risen glory

for a soul, a soul…

a soul to finish first

of you that was me

another night without talking

backs simply gawking

on the edge of balking

intent on stalling

loves withdrawing

recalling the days I loved u

drawing on gray november hue

mumbling out of the blue

pausing becomes past due

whispering I love you

our time quickly dying

no matter if I’m trying

fighting, denying, crying

I know you’re just surviving

a broken soul tiring

I miss you smiling

I set you free

of you

that was me

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Love. So much has been written, sung, created, joined, saved, married, and born… a universe generated from our God’s love, LOVE so powerful, that, from that love, life burst forth from nothing. God loved life beyond our comprehension that somehow, a universe grew from that love. In that split second of the big bang our souls grabbed ahold of a teeny, tiny piece of that love, and we have been happy sad laughing crying jumping crawling all at the same time, and this, THIS moves this fragile life of ours. You feel it swell in your chest that you lose your breath and your stomach quivers. You digest it to the point of exhaustion and your legs are weak. Continue Reading »

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