In the silence You meet me there My heart rent before you And The broken spaces too filled up with My faults and theirs Your grace and mercy Your love and peace Restore Repair Renew Again All from You Poppa All from You
Skating
Forgiveness is easy Like skating on glass If you don’t peer to closely At the wrong But If you gaze long and hard And consider all the stuff You might go crashing through the surface And Drown
Sully
Sully transitive verb: to make soiled or tarnished : DEFILE Please do not Sully Sully With The demand For Rights The preoccupation with being Right The squeezing so far over to the Right That love joy peace patience kindness goodness faithfulness gentleness self-control Flee (being no room for them an’ all) Please do not Sully Him Make Him Unrecognizable So soiled So tarnished Defiled By Self (ME MY I MINE) Rightness Please do not Sully Him With That
Abrasive
When the world is too Abrasive Cold Hard Mean Rude Cranky Frustrating Annoying Sad/Bad The invitation is always there (always) To crawl up on into Poppa’s lap And rest awhile Awhile
I Dreamt Of You
I dreamt of you I dreamt of me You arrived welcome (but uninvited) I called (fearful) Beckoned (hopeful) come join us And You entered (but) Stiff Arms yet folded tight across your chest a Vain shield around your cold hurt embittered heart (I’m sad for you I’m sad for me) Come Lord Jesus Come Heal Restore Renew Make New As Only You Can Do I'll wait Am waiting Will wait For You
Humility Homily
The last word The last word You may have The last
Spun out
I never imagined (in my wildest imaginings) Imagined I I would be one One of those Spun out of the church (the family of God for crying out loud how does this happen it's wrong on at least a thousand levels hyperbole intended) Well Not THE church (actually) A church I’m at a loss Poppa I don’t recognize myself I’m wearing clothes that don’t fit (because) I loved her so Still do (but) She didn’t love me back (not really) Because There wasn’t room for me (the me they imagined was welcome) But Not the me that actually was/is (he/them/they lower case intended made sure of that) Poppa hold me Hold me close I’m just so very sad (also) Thank you for new spaces New faces Who look on poor wretched me With love Love that feels like sounds like smells like looks like tastes like You You You (and so and still) I cry out to You Heal this broken soul Make me whole Help me trust Again
Ghosts
I’m haunted by ghosts The ghosts who ghosted me Whispers of Loneliness Loss Shadows of Love (unrequited) Pass over My soul And Leave A Hollow Ache
The Main Thing
Beloved Keep the Main Thing The Main Thing (and) I AM The Main Thing