If we’re to fill the world
With His luminosity
We must display
The key to conquering
Is learning to see You
As You see me
Sometime we show Mercy from Fear
Because our own judgement is near
Sometimes we show Mercy from Pride
To boast we have nothing to hide
To those who receive it’s the same
As long as they stay in the game
When we live our life as orphans
We don’t see the need for chore-plans
But when you’re secure
It pays to mature
To share in the joys of your clans
It’s easy to love unaware
Pretending the darkness ain’t there
To trust what we feel
Convinced that it’s real
Til circumstance lays it bare
A fruitful individuality
Transforms both my self and community
I cannot just go with the flow
I must learn the power of “No!”
Yet contrary words won’t suffice
I must learn to judge myself twice
The measure of Faith
Is how we respond
Tempt us to despond
When we felt we had no more options
Christ offered us God-adoptions
Sets our hearts free
To love more like kings than like orphans
The truth that we must learn to feel
Is just how deeply Christ is real
This world with its pleasures and pain
Loves to impose on our brain
Illusions of solidity
That overwhelm eternity
Continued from Mrs. Jesus #2/7: Two’s Day Out
I wake up early to make pancakes for the kids.
Jesus shows up to breakfast a little later than usual.
He kisses me on the cheek.
I don’t look him in the eye.
He gives me a knowing look, but doesn’t say anything.
After dropping the kids off, he comes back home instead of heading to work.
He finds me in the backyard, staring at the mountains surrounding our village.
He stands beside me, gently taking my hand but not speaking.
Finally I turn to him.
He takes my other hand as I gaze up through my lashes into his warm brown eyes.
“I want to come work with you.”
Though a tear begins to course down his cheek.
And I can feel the tension in his muscles.
If gates of Hell we would raze
We must learn to weaponize praise
Today I will share liberty
with those who wound my heart
When there’s a mountain to move
I feel God has something to prove
Is He really real
Or just what I feel
When I am in a good groove?