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This is a poem I wrote today during my devotional time. I figured I would post it. As you know the end of the race is coming, and there is no doubt a lot of questions you have about my journey. Its impossible to tell everything, but expect a blog about what I’ve learned here within the next week or two. Love you all! I hope you enjoy my journal/poem entry. 

 

Alas  

My clothes are tattered
My shoes are frail and my 
Heart is simply displaced
 
I love the season 
Despite the arrows it has 
Thrown. 
I have learned to love with 
The fullest extent of grace and 
Best of my heart’s ability. 
I have learned to love 
People 
Despite their disfunction and 
Shaken identities. 
 
The autumn season 
Barel rolled and 
Shamelessly 
Raged
Into the blizzard of 
Merciless winters. 
Plagued by sleepless nights and 
Bottles of tears placed only on
Heavenly shelves. 
Spotted consistently with 
Long showers and 
Countless prayers 
Followed by 
Desperate acts of faith. 
 
I have alas come to the 
Simple realization that 
Life holds a lock and 
We have the key into the 
Infinite circle of mercy-filled 
Opportunity. 
I love this season, 
Despite the snow that
Falls into my hair and 
Frosts the tips of my fingers. 
As I dance across the ice and 
Run through the forrest 
I have alas come to the 
Profound revelation: 
 
Love is evergreen 
 
I am distraught. 
I have been 
Blessed beyond comprehendible 
Words 
To be a part of the 
Magnificent journey that 
I would call 
Walking in freedom. 
People healed 
Chains broken 
Debts canceled 
Love lived 
Lives changed 
Hope revived
Dead
Raised to life and 
Redemption found this
 
Race
That I have 
Chosen to run has been 
Blessing on blessing. 
I have learned more than 
Physically possible to 
Remember.  
Lesson on lesson have I been 
Privileged to learn. 
Live upon life have I been able 
To be a part of…
 
But the snow is melting now. 
My adopted family is grieved and 
Ever tighter holding on to what 
Even time is unable to keep.  
Beneath my reflection in the 
Eyes that lock onto mine, 
I can see it. 
The pain and regret, 
The praise and relief, 
The hope for the smallest 
Promise 
Whispered to them in a voice 
That only faith and hope can 
Trust. 
The hearts of my brothers are 
Heavy like anchors 
Dragging across barren abyss. 
We are grieved to be separate. 
I am grieved to be apart. 
These are my mother, father 
Sisters, and brothers. 
 
What have I now 
That this 
Raging yet beloved season of 
Winter 
Has come to an end, and the 
Promise of the next is 
So quickly approaching? 
My family is being dispersed 
My brothers scattered like seeds in the 
Snow… 
 
Promise. 
I have promise and the 
Hope of such promise. But 
 
Alas
 
The moment has come where i must 
Use it. 
The hope of a promise and the 
Key 
Taped onto the back of an 
Instruction manual with a 
Title only legible by 
Faith. 
 
I must finish the race, because 
Alas 
The cannon is loaded for the next, and 
Even though my clothes are 
Tattered…
 
Even though my shoes are frail… 
 
My heart although displaced is 
Overflowing with
Pure,
Liquid gold 

4 responses to “Incoming Ending/Upcoming Blog”

  3. Wow, the depth of soul here! Praying for you as this season comes to a close and you look forward to what waits. Love you, bubba!!

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