Completely

When everything has changed
Everything I thought I knew
Is just completely gone
There’s no footing
I can recognize
Except for a single One
In the midst of all the change
God remains the same
The only place to scrabble toward
The only shelter in the storm
He is the only place
That offers any rest
The only place to go
The place that was always the best
The home where I belong
With the Lord Who
Calls me His own
When everything has changed
Everything I thought I knew
Is just completely gone
There’s no footing
I can recognize
Except for a single One
In the midst of all the change
God remains completely the same

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Unboxable

Boxing up ideas
Sticking labels on them
Matching things up
Making them neat
Uniform and pretty
Orderly so I can
Sort through them
Oh no! The ideas don’t fit
In my near boxes
Labeled the way I want them
They’re too big
Or too small
To complex
Or too tall
They don’t belong
The way I put them
They’re almost as bad
As people for being
Un-box-able
Completely unboxable

Your Hands

Held in Your hands
The hands that healed
The hands that were covered
In shed Your blood
The hands that
Folded Your grave clothes
When You no longer needed them
Because they are the hands
That belong to The One
Death Who Defeated Death
They are the hands
That calmed the churning water
They turned water into wine
They fed thousands with
Next to nothing
What crisis can I have
That could ever stand,
Ever get to me,
When I’m held
Firmly in Your hands

Know Me

Only You know me inside out
From before I began to
Far beyond now You alone
My Father, God truly know me

From the deepest parts
Where even I do not look
To the small fraction
This wild world sees of me

You alone Father God
You alone see the whole of me
You know me and You
Still love me, all of me

Only You know me inside out
From before I began to
Far beyond now You alone
My Father, God truly know me

Someone Else

Someone else somewhere else
They will do it
Whatever the thing is
That needs to be done
It’s not my job
My responsibility
To deal with that need I see
Someone else will take care
Of the pain screaming in those eyes
Of the fear silently killing
Someone I see
On their inside
It’s not my job
Someone else will do it
But what if, what if
The one in pain was me
Would someone else
Somewhere else come
Would they care for me?
What if I become the
Someone else right here
Who does something
About what I see
Instead of waiting
For someone else
To do what needs doing
When I know that
Someone else might
Never ever come
I am someone else