The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart…
And none of them that trust in him shall be desolate.
A face in the mirror…a companion I see?
Almost old…no…it’s just me.
A voice screams inside my mind,
“Almost old and you can’t stop time!”
Almost old…what can I say?
The past is gone…it’s sifted away.
Almost old…what’s “left” to say?
The rest of my story…Go seize the day!
“I [Jesus] dwell in timelessness: I am, I was, I will always be. [But for you] Time can…be a tyrant, ticking away relentlessly in your mind. Learn to master time, or it will be your master.” ___ Sarah Young/Jesus Calling
“I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.” Revelation 1:8
[Poem by Lisa Hardy]
Shhhh…listen…can you hear…
Summer’s breeze…God is near.
Never in the storm or quake…
But gentle breaths that kiss the lake.
Still and quiet incline your ear
Shhhhh… listen… the Lord is near. __ Lisa Hardy
“I caress you with a gentle breeze that refreshes and delights you. I speak softly in the depths of your spirit, where I have taken up residence” ___ Sarah Young/Jesus Calling
After the earthquake, [there was] a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire, [there was] the sound of a gentle blowing. ( I Kings 19:12 AMP)
Anxiety in the heart of man causes depression,
But a good word makes it glad. (Proverbs 12:25 NKJV)
When I have my morning coffee, I often read and today I read Proverbs 12:25. Once it was read, I had to stop, because it dawned on me that I didn’t agree with it.
True enough, anxiety leads to depression, but the second part of that verse seems to be a bit shallow. Words are never enough to make the heart glad. All of us enjoy compliments and of course they do make us smile; but far too many times they become the same old rhetoric we’ve heard over and over again. When this occurs, those words are meaningless and quite frankly, insulting.
As a writer I string words together with the hope of creating something meaningful, whether it’s to entertain or to touch hearts. Words can be powerful, but they can also be cheap. In my life I’ve heard the words “I love you” many times, but also through the years I’ve learned these words, at times, can be insincere. Love is easy to profess but much harder to prove. If you truly love someone then your actions will show it. Love without action is only a lie.
This past week, after the shooting in the city of Orlando, America used “words” to express her sorrow. She professed her love through prayers and moments of silence. I ask you, is that enough? Do prayers and moments of silence represent true sorrow? Are they enough to show true love?
It is with this frame of mind, I penned to following prose. It’s not meant to be pretty or written with rhythm or rhyme. It’s simply my thoughts about a situation that makes no sense, but keeps happening anyway.
America weeps over the Orlando shooting, and I say, “here we go again.”
Our mothers, fathers, daughters, sons, husbands, wives and dearest friends are taken by a bullet from a gun…and I say, “here we go again.”
Our government takes a moment of silence,” and I say, “Here we go again.”
Our flags across this land fly half staff, and I say, “here we go again.”
Night vigils are held with candles lit, and I say, “here we go again.”
The religious among us bow to pray, and I say, “here we go again.”
Politicians bicker and fuss but nothing’s done, and I say, “here we go again.”
We cry…we mourn and we bury the dead and I say, “here we go again.”
We break bread at tables with empty seats, and I say “here we go again.”
Days pass into weeks…our sadness wanes, and I say “here we go again.”
In this land of Red, White, and Blue the people forget, and I say, “here we go again.”
Our senses are lulled and to sleep we fall…and I say, “here we go again.”
Well, guess what America? I’m damn sick and tired of saying “here we go again!”
I’m tired of your empty prayers and moments of silence!
I’m tired of your condolences, while we throw dirt to a grave!
I’m tired of wreaths of flowers that only decay!
Keep your prayers, your candles, your flowers and give us action, instead!
Take action and demand that laws be changed!
Take action to sew up the loopholes!
Take action and demand “No fly-No buy!”
Take action and ban weapons of mass destruction!
Take action instead of padding the pockets of the NRA!
“Take action! Take action and do it today!”
You must know… Prayer without action is never true love.
Moments of silence are just that…silent.
Repeated well wishes are empty and insulting.
Wake up America! Wake up and Understand!
Your “niceties” are but dung to our face, when nothing’s ever done!
You think prayer and candles synonymous of love?
Guess what America…You’re wrong!
Love is taking action…and not waiting to say, “here we go again.”
True love does more than pray or light candles.
True love steps up to the plate and swings her heart out.
True love, not only says something…it does something.
America we’re waiting…what will you do?
Can we make America “TRULY LOVE” again!
Jesus, this one thing I seek to do…May I love others as you have loved me. Break my heart for your people…may I see them as you see them. May I be you today. Amen
“This is My commandment, that you love and unselfishly seek the best for one another, just as I have loved you.” ___John 15:12
“Wear My Love like a cloak of Light, covering you from head to toe. Have no fear, for perfect Love decimates fear. Look at other people through lenses of love; see them from My Perspective. This is how you walk in the Light, and it pleases Me” ___ Jesus Calling/Sarah Young
This week’s photo challenge is all about numbers. I decided to arrange my photographs in a collage of three. The top left is a photo of my shirt and number when I ran in The Disaster Relief 5K. The top right “black & white” is of a wintry New England day…notice the number 7 on the mailbox. Lastly, the bottom photo is of my brand-new box of 64 Crayola Crayons.
Never let them tell you an old lady can’t be young at heart!
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