disheveled (a photo taken in the UK)

never stopping
for long
her moods
&
feet
remain on the move.

eyes
ears
mind
&
heart
all racing to
a tune
only she hears.

it must be a fast
song…
spun
by her Maker to call
her
toward His heart
bent down to
enjoy
her.

it’s definitely
a song
I need to memorize.

completely.

or
as much as I
can.

where is grace? #5 (psalm 34:18 & psalm 147:3)

where is grace?
Your grace, Lord?

is it indeed
all
around us
like water which so surrounds
a fish
that it just can't be seen?
or sensed?

where is grace? #4 (psalm 34:18 & psalm 147:3)

why, Lord,
is it so
easy
to settle for low-grade
grace?
a grace that has so
little
to it that nothing real changes?

or is that it, Lord?

is it that we want so
little
to change that we
sabotage Your grace at every step?

are we...Your followers...
enemies of Your grace?

forgive us.
forgive me!

Lord,
teach me the grace-life
&
the language of grace that
shakes
the universe.

where is grace? #3 (psalm 34:18 & psalm 147:3)

is Your grace
a non-fat
or
low-fat substance?

does Your grace need
room
in my heart for it to grow,
Lord?

have i kept You out
so successfully
for
so long
that i cannot tolerate
the full presence of Your grace?

is that why my heart
breaks
so often?
so easily?
for so little reason?

does it take the full
PRESENCE
of REAL Jesus-grace
to break a heart
for good reason?

protect me, Lord,
from a non-fat grace
that does so little that is
real.

where is grace? #2 (psalm 34:18 & psalm 147:3)

where is grace?

so little of it is seen
by eyes looking
for the latest
the best
the brightest
the fastest
the biggest...
&
all of that in church meetings
full
of so many other
substitutes
like a non-fat kind of
grace
that changes nothing.

nothing real.

are we blind, Lord?

or are we pointed in the wrong
direction?

where is grace? (psalm 34:18 & psalm 147:3)

where are You, Jesus?

where is Your grace?

are You near to
the heart
&
in the dark world
of the schizophrenic?
of the psychotic?
of the neurotic?

do they have Your
attention?

if You are not
there...
then grace is defeated
&
You are NOT near to the
brokenhearted.

these words #3

these words
on the screen
burn
more than electricity,
Lord.

not rising to the level of
poetry
instead they pray
their way into the
deep
inside my heart
then...they come
to You, Jesus.

they burn me
deep inside.

it is a good burn...
making me into
more
than i already am...
instead of
less.

is this how the bush
felt?
the one that
moses saw on mt. horeb?

turn me into
flame!

i'm okay with being
nothing
more
or
less
than flame.