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.


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-
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.