April 03, 2008

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I wish GOD



Would speak a little LOUDER

or even just

whisper softly



to say "yes"


"no"


"maybe"


"here, now, how, who"


or just



"STOP ASKING ALREADY"



I wish "being still and knowing"


didn't mean



"being silent and letting"





Letting God be God



Letting promises be promises



and choosing to place my heart in knowing

HE IS GOD






When I was a child,
The world, to me, seemed so old.
All I could do was live to catch up
All I could do was die to be alive
But now, life really begins
When the scars stop bleeding
When they no longer scream
When they no longer define me
(they no longer deface me)
This once defeated temple is surely not dead
Because if the grave has lost its sting--
If Death has no victory,
Then Christ has it all.

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