Currently my wife is tearing down walls
of our double-wide
making way for new walls
Being a badass
being bold enough to tear down walls,
which were good at the time,
but new ones are needed for growth
to build families and futures
and a new home
better than even the people before us knew.
The world will never be ready
Your relations will never be ready
You will never be ready
Until the moment you decide to make it happen,
to get your hands dirty
and say here I am
And that’s only just the beginning,
that’s just the start
of something good.
Let the journey begin!
You are Mother and Father
Jesus, my brother
other believers, my siblings
I rest within Your house
I obey Your rules
I belong to Your family
What a heritage!
What a legacy!
Teach me the stories of
those who came before me
I have all eternity
perhaps, if they have a moment,
they could tell me themselves,
tell me the stories of how they came
to know You and the adventures You took them on
and the things they learned,
and I could tell them the same.
My greatest desire is for you to have an intimate experience
with our LORD and Savior.
Our faith journey is not a museum,
with red tape and security cameras
and people with badges keeping a scornful eye.
It is paint and easel, it is a cheering crowd
It is Play-dough and a full sprint
It is sweat and blood mixed with the Holy Spirit.
Our God is a living God!
Time for us to live like it.
What a wonderful word!
The idea of our past mistakes being forgiven absolutely.
Are there still consequences for our actions? You bet.
But now we are not stuck in the past,
having instead been given a new way truth and life in which we can walk,
a future of promise.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the LORD,
“plans to prosper you and not to harm you.
Plans to give you hope and a future.”
The sun shines upon our windshield as we drive down the Blue Ridge, blaring 106.9 as we drive ’round bikers and sight seers toward the top of Grandfather Mountain.
Finally, we get there and we pull over and park. We pull the picnic stuff out of the back, the basket and the food and the sparkling water and the blankets. We take the short hike up through the trees, waving to other hikers, families and couples and elderly people with dogs.
We reach the top. We go out to the edge and look out. People are taking selfies. We stretch out our blanket and set up shop. We talk about the day, of work and worries, of small celebrations. We eat every last morsel and drink every drop, then we pack up and go home.
The view is just as lovely going down. It’s not about the journey or even the destination, but the time together. You gotta redeem the time while you can, cuz it’s fleeting. That’s for sure.
In the meantime, we’re happy just being us.
We’ve made it to the end of book 3. This one especially important to me. I’ve tried to go bigger and better every time I’ve done one of these. What began as a flippant scribbling on a blog wall when I first came to North Carolina has blossomed first into a small poetry book, followed by a second poetry book with matching audio. Now, thanks your continued encouragement, I’ve decided to really go for the gusto. I’ve submitted my book for legit publishing. Ever since I was in high school, working on my first literary tome, I’ve dreamed of getting published through a major press. Now, years later, I’m going at it again, and I think it stands a really good chance.
I’ve definitely learned a lot over the years. Most of all: do what you all and don’t quit. And even more so than that, give it all to God, because He loves you and He is a good Father, more than capable of directing our steps to greener pastures.
I’m so excited to see where this next step in the journey leads.
Blessings to you all,