Change is a gift given freely.
What could I possibly change?
Who could I influence to induce a change
within our system,
within my mind,
with every flaw counted toward mankind?
Can I bring hope to the damned?
Bring the lost into counseling?
Free the slaved that cry across continents?
Release life through liberty?
The answer is clean:
It is inevitable that we are-at first blind to see
the need to change,
to be free of the chains:
from bad habits to addiction
any of these that may cause friction
with our community.
It is a battle become a war,
impossible to settle the score,
to repay blessing for curse.
Redemption seems to fade as a dream
and life cracks, falls apart at the seams.
We reach an impasse via futile decisions;
some would say a revelation, a vision.
We see that we cannot simply "change".
This is the impasse, that- to some- would derange
the sanest of mind, inclusive of all kinds
(does not discriminate against any a race).
We are forced to see ourselves in a mirror,
see ourselves as we truly are,
face to face.
And, as a Christian, I've realized that I'm inclined
not to change, but to make up my mind.
To open my heart
(not just metaphorically, but physically,
mentally and spiritually)
so that when I see my self in the mirror,
I will see my flaws even clearer.
However, when I now see my face,
I will see over me this unrelenting grace:
The Hope. The Counselor. The Savior. The Redeemer.
I've not the power to change me.
The only gift I have is to hope, and to believe.
As I follow through love, each step is less of me.
The change is a gift of life abundantly.