Time to Choose

The world we live in is a battle, a game

The love it once was is nothing but shame

We live and we work yet when do we pray?

We pray for our wants, all we know now is greed

We want this, we want that, not much can we say

But a world now bitter, lost in the weeds

We walk, we run, we ignore our heart

Driven by pride our connections apart

The love that we are, the love by which we should stand

Is the furthest from action, the furthest from real

That which we see but a slight of the hand

Augmented by hate, our lives now surreal

Lost in the shuffle of world pride

We move forth without action, we stand for a side

The love we once had has a fallen asleep

Lost in the shuffle of ego and self

The world now a blur and with confusion we weep  

The faith we have boxed remains on the shelf

Take it we must for this not a game

Unwrapping our faith and life not the same

Open it must for the world is in pain

Like this we cannot remain

We fight, we feud, we put down our friend

The words of the heart, scrambled by the mind

Confused we wander, we look to the end

Where once there was love, once we were kind

Replace by cynicism of every type perpetrated by hate

We question the truth yet fear it too late

Never a time we can't turn to our God

Bow down in prayer and call out His name

Unconditionally He loves and we think this odd

For though we claim love we love not the same

Conditions withstanding, conditions on love

That's how we act yet it come not from above

Our God He gives love, it's free and it's true

Stop in this moment be filled and be peace

For His love this world anew

To love is to give, to give is to release

Love upon the world which knows nothing but pain

And our choice to love or remain

Purposed to love we must make a choice

To remain silent or lift up our voice

So that all may hear of this truth which we speak

The truth of God's love, the promises He keeps

The love He shares with the humble and meek

Boast not or be prideful and weep

Remember our actions are but our own choice

Give to life love, give love a voice

What we do for the least, we do so for Him

Set aside of that which we boast

Faith our truth, it's not out on a limb

Faith our gift we need the most

Yet to live our our faith, a choice

A choice we must now voice

Chosen we are to spread His Word

Yet it is clear, this world is absurd

We boast and we cheer at the hurt we all know

We look away and turn our heads, pretend not to see

The apathetic message the world wants us to sow

We keep a blind eye, we pretend not be

A light for others, our actions His Word

In loving action, this world becomes less absurd

For connected by love the world set on fire

Ablaze with the truth, ablaze in love

God is our God of whom we admire

Therefore we must live as He asks from above

Our actions from His Word

We make our world les absurd

Love He has given, love He shares

His love it heals, it shows how much He cares

So let us walk in the love He has given

It is our connection to reality, our connection to our home

Jesus gave His life and now He is risen

Let us rise in love that we may no longer roam

Faith marks our life, it is time now we share

Such this faith and show just how much we care

Care we must for this is to love

This is to know we are sent from above

Mistakes we will make

At times we will fall

Yet with our heart we shall love and no longer fake

The hauntings of the mind and answer the call

For loudly it speaks, speaks of such love

That has been offered by our God above

The world we live in is a battle, a game

The love it once was is nothing but shame

Love upon the world which knows nothing but pain

And our choice to love or remain

Purposed to love we must make a choice

To remain silent or lift up our voice

A light for others, our actions His Word

In loving action, this world becomes less absurd

Faith marks our life, it is time now we share

Such this faith and show that we care

For loudly it speaks, speaks of such love

That has been offered by our God above

Should we remain in this game we call life

Or should we bring into action the words of the heart

Be the voice of this world or the voice of our God 

Look to the left, look to the right...it is time we choose love

Other Half

You are the other half of me...when I am lonely, You are there; when I am tired, You make room for my weary head; when journey calls for further travel yet my legs claim exhaustion, it is then You carry me.  Not a moment passes where I find myself alone and yet there are times I act out of pity, act out pride, of desperation.  It is in these moments that I have forgotten my heart, forgotten my purpose, forgotten the truth of my being.  You are my truth, You are my reason for breath, the reason for life.  The other half of me, the half which knows no absorption of societal vices, is pressed not to conform to preset norms, norms rallied by the mind, perpetrated by pride.  You are the love You claimed to be, the love which pride claimed nonexistent. Yet here You are, my better half, the half which feels love, the half which experiences love among sadness, the half which could never succumb to depression, never swayed by human tongue.  Because of You I am made whole, I am complete for Your love the link between this world and Your reality.  Love the venue by which You present Yourself, by which I come to hear Your kind words, come to know Your tender touch, come to experience Your continued presence in my life.  All I can say is thank you; I know my trek has come with many hills and valleys, over many obstacles we have climbed, You have rescued me from drowning many a time for all this, and more, I am grateful.    You have tended my heart, faith my compass, faith my guide, faith my walking stick.  For years I have wandered, searched for purpose, searched for that which drew me close, that which held me tight, that which made me feel complete.  Years of constant motion, looking behind me to see what I had missed, to see who I had missed; with each scan of my surroundings I found nothing yet I felt something.  Unaware, I moved forward, pushed ever slightly by my better half.  Soon I found myself by the water, it is here that discernment fell upon me.  As I gazed upon the water's edge I saw two reflections staring back at me.  With the expectation of one yet finding two reflections, I should have been taken aback yet in this moment I found much comfort, solace in fact.  I had come to find my years of searching were nothing more than exercise for the body for the You in my search was always a part of me.  In that moment, by the water's edge, I was made whole, completed by Your love, strengthened by Your hope and fashioned by Your gift of courage.  Immediately my eyes were opened and every direction I turned I found You gazing back at me, smiling at me for this epiphany, this realization of such truth changed my personage and I became me, the other half of You.  Walking in Your footsteps of compassion every attempt is made to serve my fellow man, to walk in their shoes and act with kindness and justice.  With love my purpose, I work for peace by attempting to implement justice and see Your eyes in every person with whom I meet.  Plagued by the ego, I sometimes stray but You lead me to the water's edge that I may regain my strength and rekindle love, self love which often wavers.  To be the other half of You is an honor for Your pure love can be overwhelming but I have come to understand that I will make mistakes and that You ask not for perfection, You ask only of me to be me.  As we walk, as You carry, I become aware of truths spoken by the heart, truths discarded by the rationalized ego.  Your presence is made known in the simplest breeze as well as the mightiest of thunders;  I am made complete by Your presence, saturated in unconditional love, wrapped in peace.  Stoic no longer, I have broken from my stone casing for one swing of Your love hammer and the stone crumbled to pieces.  Here I am the other half of You, worthy of Your love and ready to act upon such a priceless gift,the gift of You.  As You other half I will sink but being my better half, You will not let me drown.  With each rescue a lesson is learned, a discovery made, an awareness achieved.  The discerning principles of my life begin and end in faith; hence my future bright, my life complete, my adventure just begun.  With so much to do, so much love to spread I walk only by faith, not by sight for I have learned to accept only love and reject that which attempts to harm.  The brilliance of this world wrapped in love, shimmering with peace, echoing with hope is a direct reflection of us in stereo.  You are my world, my better half and I Your servant, ready, able and willing to spread Your Word, spread Your love over a world deafened by the ego and weakened by pride.  Here I am, the other half of You, do with me as You will.  

Time to Charge

A widespread problem our society faces is lack of power.  We never seem to have our phones, iPads or computers at full power; whether entering a coffee shop, a friend's house or a place of business, it would be safe to wager that someone in one of these venues is charging something.  It seems as though we are constantly racing to find a power source as our constant checking of Facebook, Instagram or snap chat quickly depletes our battery.  We have become accustom to pushing the limits of said power hoping to make it through the day without the low power mode notification; yet, inevitably it happens.  We spend thousands of dollars on new products claiming to maintain a longer battery life; mophies, juice packs and every imaginable adaptor resides in cars, purses and homes.  What if the unimaginable effort we put into maintaining batty life, we put into maintaining our power source of life, our connection with the Father?  We, like our electronics, walk around only patricianly charged; some days it is 70%, other days it is 50% and still sometimes our low power warning comes on swooping us into a power save mode.  What if we were at 100%?  What if we were fully charged and faced our day fully charged, what a difference that day would make, wouldn't it?  What drains our life battery?  Constant struggles to maintain time constraints, to adhere to the overbooked schedules, to rake in the big bucks, these are life draining, as are pressures to succeed as measured by others, apathy, cynicism  and opinionated reasoning.  The level at which each drain our life battery is proportional to its function as well as our attention to our power source.  God is our source of power, our source of love, our source of life; if we maintain a connection with God throughout our day then never should we dip below 90%.  Yet we let life take charge, mandating our arrival at certain times, certain functions without full effort of love, full effort of the heart; it is a though we go through the motions with the express interest of the heart, our source of power.  Listening to the chatter of the world, too, quickly deletes our power bars as the harsh criticism of others and cynicism of life, itself, weighs heavy upon the heart, kinking the chord to is power.  We claim that running on half power is okay, that we are fully functioning at 50% yet the heart knows differently, the heart feels differently.  Running at 50% allows doubt, anxiety and fears to sneak in further depleting power; further intensifying our need for a connection.  Running on such a low battery we find we need to conserve energy and the first place we turn is to the mind, we let the mind take over that we may protect the heart.  The heart is in need of no protection, the heart is our source of protection for it is our source of power, our source of love, our source of God.  Remaining fully charged seems outlandish yet it is quite feasible as we have all the adapters, the mophies, the juice packs, the USB chords we need to stay connected to our power source of life.  Courage, wisdom and piety are our adaptors, faith our mophie, hope and love our juice packs, and clarity, understanding and knowledge are our USB chords...we are always connected.  Enlightened by this realization, we need no longer run on low power mode, we need no longer run on 50% power for our life source maintains a constant condition to our soul!  It is we who need to untie the kink thus allowing the power to flow, allowing the love to flow and reset our battery.  Walking around at half power may be okay in our electronical age but it is detrimental to our spiritual life.  Sourced by love we move with understanding and around in compassion; the eyes of God are discerned in the stranger passing on the street as well as the passages spoken on Sunday.  We need no eyes to see nor ears to hear only a heart to feel, to know the power surge of God's expression of love.  To walk around fully charged we need only accept His love and live as was His intention, in love, with love.  Faith will boost our power when it starts to drain for faith our ultimate source of knowledge, of truth; faith our understanding of the Father as it pertains to our person, not just humanity.  Our power comes from a connection offered in love, offered to us all.  Maintenance of such a connection requires a commitment to the heart, a commitment to God.  What a difference the day would be if fully powered!  The connection is there, the power source charged, plug in and be full; let not this world drain your power, rather, let your power charge the world.    

Run to Me

I will gather my people so they may hear My promises of old, My promises of now.    A hush will move across the land so all may know, all may near My words of truth.  A gathering of My people that they may hear a story, see it unfold bore their eyes, they the participants and love the moral.  I have created this world, a world now disgraced by hatred, mutilated by apathy and immobilized by criticism yet My one purpose for creation was love.  A love I have for My people, for before you were born I knew you, I formed you, molded you in My image and likeness; your breath is my breath, your heart beats in sync with the beat of My soul.  This story is a love story though it has turned into a horror show.  Come back to be, bring your hear, let not this fear implemented by humanity penetrate your heart any longer; come back to Me.  Let not this world keep us apart, I hear your longings, I know your struggles, let Me be a part of your life; let Me be your life, let Me search with you, let Me take from you your burdens.  You need not hide in the shadows, your hiding does not good, I can see you, I feel the beat of your heart for our connection is still present, our connection is everlasting.  You may run but you cannot hide; I say this not to frighten you but to sooth you, to calm your weary heart, to settle your restless nerves.  I am with you always, wherever you go, I go and yet I already am.  Trust in Me, come with Me, listen to My promises, made long ago; yet made for you.  You, yes I made these promises for you; you I created, it is you that I love, you that I wish only joy and peace to shower your days, you My dear child, you.  Long have I waited for your coming home, long have I waited to see your face for so often I only see your back running from Me or a shadow coasted over your face as you hide from Me.  Come, My child, come to Me and I will give you rest in My loving arms, I will hold you close that you may feel the warmth of my love, let it saturate your soul and heal the wounds created by the harness of this world; a harshness I never intended.  Hide not your face from me, you are worthy of My love; all of My love.  Nothing is perfect in this world; nothing, not you, not your neighbor, not the winds which destroy mighty cities and yet I love every bit of your imperfections.  Come,  My child, come to me and I will fill you with love, with joy, with peace, to the point you will think it a dream; My love is not a dream but rather a promise.  Gather your families, gather your friends for where you are gathered in love, there I will be to intensify such love and solidify bonds only felt, never seen.  Intimately we are connected, stop and feel My presence, stop and feel My love.  You are My joy, My hope for a people who have become lost and bitter; you will tell them My story as I whisper the same story into their hearts.  You will act with compassion in times of distress and people will take notice.  Criticism will follow such actions but stray not for such persons know not of compassion, they have witnessed only heartache, torment and pain, this is all they know and assimilate it with goodness.  I will give you the strength, the courage to forge onward in love, My love, love without conditions.  Many know not of My love, they think it a farce but you will show them otherwise as I have shown you with My death upon the cross.  Pure love, nothing did I hold back, nothing do I hold back and nothing will I hold back from you.  Love is the reason for My creation, love I offer to the world, love My offer to you.  This story is a romance, a loving bond we share and this loving bond I hope you accept that we may paint this world with love.  Those who have gather have heard the prologue not is time foe the story to be unveiled, a story filled with love, filled with hope, filled with peace as was My intention from the onset.  Come to Me with all your heart, bring to Me your fears, your struggles, you hopes, your dreams; connect with me watch as the fears and struggles dissipate while the hopes and dreams become a reality for they will be awakened by love.  Love I have for you, please accept My love and come home to Me.  Love My promise as is my continual presence in your life.  I offer to you My courage that you may not feel the need to run from Me, from My promises. My arms a open, will you run to Me that I may give you love? 

A Faith Feeling

Faith is a knowledge of truths comprehended via the soul.  Faith is not cerebral knowledge discovered through years of textbook education.  Rather faith is an implicit knowledge known without thought, understood without language, felt without emotion for faith is the true essence of who we are, the very foundation of our being.  Awakened in faith, we become aware of truths spoken, truths identified exclusively by the heart, by the soul.  Awakened by faith, life seems less complicated, less anxious and more genuine.  Seeing with eyes of faith, the world becomes bright with hope, brilliant with joy and saturate in love.  What was once clouded by a darken perception of the world created by a muddled comprehension of perceived knowledge via the human mind is now without masks, without a warped screen.  Stripped of such things which hamper our view, we are able to clearly see our world as was intended...love.  Without faith this identification of unconditional love is an impossibility for love offered by human thought includes logic pressed demands, theorized convictions and webs of if then statements.  Simply stated, love without faith exists superficially; it exists among limited language and contrived thought.  The unleashing of faith takes us to a dimension of our being whereby truth exists, whereby the meaning of life is revealed this we can live with purpose, deepen our connections of the heart while intertwining rich love.  Gifted with faith, we are gifted with love, gifted with God, Himself.  Is it not time we interact with the Father on a level more than superficial, more than robotic movements programmed by statements sequestered by the mind, tainted by logic?  Is it not time we delved into the truth of a feeling, known but not understood; felt but unexplainable with words; wanted but one some level feared?  What we know becomes clearer each step taken in faith for what we know we feel, not a an identified emotion; but rather as a deep seeded knowledge of something greater than humanity, something greater that which is tangible, that which is described via words.  Knowledge of truth becomes an exploration of the soul, a trek which needs no preparations only a willingness to explore.  It is in such explorations that love is identified as a truth, as real for in such explorations love is felt.  Offerings of love bombard our being yet in our hustle, in our emphatic need to conform to humanity's attempt of control, we schedule no time for love, only time for worry, aggravation and stress.  Instead of running, instead of attempt control of that which cannot be controlled, let us focus our attention on that which can be revealed, that which can be felt, that which is known and needs not a college degree to comprehend...faith.  Faith is our world, it is our truth, it is our composition yet we awkwardly dismiss it fearing the truth of its promises, the truth of its feeling.  Humanity insists that love only exists because we have come to know its opposite hate and hurt for with either love would be nonexistent.  If we follow this logic, we need hurt; pain makes love real yet love cannot last for pain the stronger of the two.  Humanity speaks, of course of a love contrived for logical purposes, for purposes which suit the mind not the heart, not our God.  We can remain in a state of joy, a state of peace if we but explore the truths of our soul, the truths of faith.  Faith our guide in the mightiest adventure whereby we discover a truth, the truth of our beings as we are one with God, one in love, one in a Spirit expected to love, expected to flourish in such love.  Faith is much more than a defined experience of belief without proof.  We are the proof of faith, our existence is our proof.  Comprehensions of our soul come to life via our faith for this our absolute truth, our absolute connection with and to the Father.  Disregarding the mind, we must listen and act with the heart, listen and act with feeling not comprehended as experienced emotion as defined by human language; but rather a feeling innately understood as truth and defined by unconditional, absolute love which marks our acceptance of incessant joy.  Faith our guide, faith our truth, faith our being unbridled by logic, rooted in love.  Faith, a knowledge introspectively studied while supervised by the Spirit insuring a comprehension superior to that of human instruction.  Faith, a feeling that should not be ignored.