And then there was light
So I walked the precise, and stared past the edge into the dark abyss, and I saw nothing, and felt little. What remained was despair and frustration. So I cried out into the darkness, and heard nothing in return. And then, hours after, I saw light, and followed it, and then there was hope, peace, and freedom, where none could be found.
Sometimes I see God, and I doubt his goodness for my life, and I look at myself, and doubt my own goodness. And when I see God as less than majestic, I look elsewhere for satisfaction. And being designed to worship, I still worship, but instead, the created, rather than the creator. I then listen to my idols for answers, for definition, for pleasing words, for meaning. Hearing nothing, I imagine I hear answers, and they are always harmful to my soul. I then look around me, at my peers, my elders, friends, girls, and see myself as falling short of their expectations and as being less than they are. It’s then that I am crushed under the weight of my false perceptions, but they seem oh so real.
Right now though, I believe in God’s goodness for my life, and that there are good dreams He’s put in my heart that He wants me to hold onto. Whatever the past has been, and wherever I’ve fallen short, it’s the past, and I have the present to live, the future to dream of. Today, it’s not forced, it’s authentically real, so today, I have life. Today, I worship the One who defines me as someone wonderfully made and lavishly loved.
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