I have always loved music
It goes down deep into your soul
And touches things that you thought
You could not reach yourself.
To know and be known
This is relationship
There is a music to it
We all crave that kind of touch.
Love
… and for Others
In the bar I heard a laugh
Thank you all for all things pink
Let me love as I have been
And this for me as well.
And He Loves
But He always sees
And that I forget
And in the heat of the sun
In the middle of Africa
In a dry land
He makes a way
And it does not escape His notice.
And He loves.
Fragments from the Gospel Road
If you pretend to overlook an offense
It really isn’t love.
And resentment builds and it comes out
One way or another.
I love to find the best of things
And search them to the core
But dinner bells begin to ring
and my mind leaves the fore.
I would love to really love
And the older now I get
I realize just how hard it is
To even love myself.
Quick falls the pretense
When life is on the line.
I cannot pretend now
To be more spiritual
Than I really am today
My heart just can’t take the lying.
Love really is
The hardest and the best
The journey and the goal
God see me through.
On a Wednesday, Before
Sometimes people make you feel like an afterthought
And it stings a little
And you want to return the favour.
But love is different
And I was first loved
And people have their own story- especially the people hurting your feelings.
It’s funny,
Having feelings
They are so honest and yet so mysterious.
Loving Gomer
Sometimes we don’t realize
Just how much the things we don’t say
can really hurt
hurt the people we do not want to hurt.
Sometimes we know and don’t care
Sometimes we are so blinded by our own hurts and fears
That we don’t understand much at all.
But regardless I hope to find myself
Loving as I should love
Not to be a doormat
But to do as I would want done.
And Then…
But really,
if we are honest,
We want to avoid the confrontation
(not all of us mind you).
But all of us
Want to avoid
some confrontation.
We all want to be loved-
But how hard is it?
We all want to belong,
But we don’t always look around us.
You see,
we all want to connect with someone-
no,
we need to connect with someone.
And who is trying?
Desperately trying
to connect with us,
right now?
Loving is hard, isn’t it?
And I am not talking about romance
The way is hard
and who can tread it,
without God?
It seems
that it is hard to go without people
and that it can be hard to love people without God
and it can be hard to approach God…
and then there is this gospel.
