February 5, 2006

  • yeah, I was alittle loopy and wrote “ode to chapstick.” that is life.


    Do you ever feel like we’re all here just standing in line, waiting to be found out for the frauds we really are?


    i had “the moment” the other day. i was sitting in prayer meeting and suddenly had the thought “oh, i’d better pray good because i just gave my presentation in church and these ladies are thinking of me as a missionary now”


    isn’t that horrible? of all the disgusting thoughts that one takes me back. to pray for the reason of upholding some kind of image…gross. I have the feeling that i will have “the moment” again. i also have a sinking feeling that many people in ministry have this feeling. suddenly, people are watching. They have expectations. you get funny looks when you don’t act like a “normal” missionary/pastor/teacher/leader/whatever would do.


    So then Satan gives you these nudges saying “oh, you’d better do____because otherwise they won’t like it and they won’t support you or pray for you…” then he turns around and accuses you saying “see, you are just a fake because you only serve God because it is your image…” it isn’t fair. He doesn’t play fair.


    Am i a slave to society


    am i bound to what’s acceptable


    do i refuse to live life


    outside the box


    do i condemn all others


    who bite at normalcy


    who dare to rock the boat


    and get me wet


     


    are my fears


    of what they’ll think


    holding me back


    from life outside


    or are they right


    and all the dreamers


    give up when things are hard


     


    am i kicking against the goads


    am i supposed to hold


    on to the these loads


    is it all just a ruse


    to make me feel unsatisfied


    and used


    or is there hope


    is there more


    outside the box


     


    is it okay to do things


    unconventionally


    when is breaking the rules


    alright


    is this an issue of culture


    and society


    or of rejecting what i know


    is right and wrong


     


    is God only found in a church


    do i have to follow a prescription


    to get well


    do You meet me where i am


    or must i first meet expectations


     


    if everyone is against it


    is it my chance to stand alone


    or You telling me to change


    do i continue on


    or assume You’re telling me “NO.”


    have i given in to criticism


    because it was easy


    or because it was right


     


    How can i discern


    this illusive thing called


    the Will of God


    and does it ever change


    are my feelings important


    do You take them into account


    when You tell me what to do


     


    Will You change my heart


    to conform to Your will


    or is my heart revealing


    Where You’ll move


     


    Am i putting words


    in Your mouth


    because it is what i want to hear


    Am i scared of myself


    and so assuming You’ll say “NO”


     


    is it wrong to struggle


    to have questions and not know


    to admit Your way is unclear


    and want it to change


     


    do i built a wall around myself


    to guard against my weakness


    or do i let it down


    and let Your strength be sufficient


    even if i fall again


     


    i’d rather fall


    than be untouchable


    i’d rather believe in good and honor


    and die in ignorance


    than live to see evil win


     


    and if You want me to live


    not knowing and with no answers


    let me trust You


    Let me love you enough


    to love life in its uncertainty


    because i am certain of You

Comments (3)

  • I’ve definately felt that way before!  Awesome post!  ~Corey

  • WOW.
    That is beautiful.
    Totally hits me right where I’m standing this very minute.
    Thanks for postin’ that and bein’ such an encouragement to me right now. Love ya Girl!

  • holy Moses…that is SUCH a great poem. That last stanza hit me right in the face, right where I’m at right now. Thank you for sharing such honest, raw and beautiful thoughts.

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