Genius is only one percent cleverness and ninety-nine percent a very long endurance. Keep going and never, ever give up. – Ann Voskamp
And it begins to happen and nothing could be truer than what Pascal said: “Instead of complaining that God had hidden himself, you will give Him thanks for having revealed so much of Himself.”
The darkness ebbs.
The shadows dim –
and all the trees and all the thankful, they ignite, seeing and believing the true colours of now. – Ann Voskamp
How can we be so blinded
by what we say we want
that we fail to see what we have
Closing our hands
Closing our hearts
Closing our eyes to what we already have
It’s tattooed all over the world
Engraved into our hands
Sculpted, within us as our heart.
Ringing as a clear bell,
the soul within us sounds continually.
We refuse to see.
We become angry,
because it’s not about us.
God does not obey our wishes,
Fails to bow to our immature and selfish demands
Live up to our ego-centric standards.
We aim so low, puffed up in pride,
Camouflaged by our speaking lies of our love
Love by our standards is always a rip-off,
built on selfishness.
Built on, I want.
Our words, sounding brass
Our tongues, full of venom
Our words, are as empty as our love
Words can be weapons
used in machine gun fashion
to kill those in our line of fire,
usually those we live with,
claim to love most,
bleed the loudest red.
Joy is different than fleeting laughter.
Peace only comes through recognition of our place and repentance,
Opening closed fists.
Softening hard hearts.
Seeing with new vision.
Cleaning the green off the leaves
our true colors of holy.
Our true songs of glory.
Our words finally carry real truth.
Thankful awareness changes
Only death can bring in next years harvest.
We are all connected.
We are all in season.
Listen to the Beatles sing Love is All You Need http://youtu.be/ydfH7iuLR0I
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