Rise Up (poem by me)

The one who dips in the bowl will betray,
Why did he come home stumbling drunk again?
Don’t be afraid; rise up and pray.

He fumbles his words with nonsense to say,
He smells of vomit mixed with coke and gin,
The one who dipped in the bowl will betray.

My impulse is to yell and run away,
My thoughts are venom and hope grows dim,
Don’t be afraid; rise up and pray.

It had felt like just another dull weekday,
He makes up a story about where he’s been,
The one who dipped in the bowl will betray.

His eyes reflect his moral decay,
His mouth curls into a wicked grin,
Don’t be afraid; rise up and pray.

He does not know the hurt he caused me today,
He laughs and says he’s committed no sin,
The one who dipped in the bowl will betray,
Don’t be afraid; rise up and pray.

“Evening and morning and at noon I utter my complaint and moan, and he hears my voice.” —Psalm 55:17

Prayer: Lord, We lift up those spouses, parents, children, friends, and others who are dealing with the ongoing consequences of alcoholism. We ask these people would be brought to repentance of their sin, hatred of their habits, and would call on You to deliver them. We pray You would hear their prayer and bring them out of that lifestyle for the amazing future You have in store for them. In Christ’s Name, Amen.

(BTW, I am alright. This is not my situation. It’s an expression of empathy towards those who are currently experiencing it. Thanks for caring though!)

NOTE:  If you or a loved one is living in an unsafe home situation, please remove yourself from this circumstance until it is made safe again. If no one believes you and will help you, keep telling your story and asking for help until someone does.

*Draw near is now accepting personal essays about childhood. Read the details here: https://drawneartochrist.com/call-for-submissions/.

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Drifting in Space (poem by me)

Here we are in infinite blackness
floating without gravity,
A cord connects us to the ship,
Earth is a cerulean marble,
And the greatest bit of all…
our problems are so, so far away.

*Draw near is now accepting personal essays about childhood. Read the details here: https://drawneartochrist.com/call-for-submissions/.

Life on the Inside (poem by me)

I crawled inside myself,
and remained hidden there,
You were sitting at your desk,
I was inside myself,
You were at the water cooler,
I was inside myself,
“Deliver me!” I silently screamed,
But you didn’t hear or see,
You enjoyed life on the outside,
While I lived inside myself.

*Draw near is now accepting personal essays about childhood. Read the details here: https://drawneartochrist.com/call-for-submissions/.

 

Doublemindedness (poem by me)

The doublemind is always doing two things,
but never focused on either one,
It is riding a bike while driving a car,
It is picking daisies while smelling roses.

The doublemind is overworked,
overtired, overburdened, and never rested,
It is burning a candle at both ends,
It is leaf blowing the wind.

The only solution is to marry the mind,
make it one, unified, and whole,
Be present, in the moment,
never worried or anxious even for a thing.

Oh Lord, help me to be singleminded,
Help me to know I have a happy ending,
Let me take refuge in Your wings,
Cover me with Your hand and heal me.

Jesus immediately reached out his hand and took hold of him, saying to him, ‘O you of little faith, why did you doubt?'”—Matthew 14:31 

*Draw near is now accepting personal essays about childhood. Read the details here: https://drawneartochrist.com/call-for-submissions/.

Three Talented Men (poem by me)

There was a man
who played the horn
every so often
and when asked if he had talent,
he said, “I’m not good at anything.”

There was a man
who played violin
on the streets of New York
and people put down their windows
to listen to him share his talent.

There was a man
who sang in the choir
every Sunday
No one could hear his talent
for his voice blended with others.

The first man received nothing,
The second earned peace from troubles,
The third gained his heart’s desire,
And justice was served to all.

“Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms.”—1 Peter 4:10

*Draw near is now accepting personal essays about childhood. Read the details here: https://drawneartochrist.com/call-for-submissions/.

One Way (poem by me)

Admit they harmed you,
so you can forgive,
Admit the severity of the pain,
so you can be healed,
Admit you need a Savior,
so you can be saved.

“Jesus answered, ‘I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.'”—John 14:6

*Draw near is now accepting personal essays about childhood. Read the details here: https://drawneartochrist.com/call-for-submissions/.