Spiral

Matthew 6:21 

21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

 

Spiral

 

If there is peace in the valley … why can’t I be happy there?

Do I want to soar like an eagle … or on the wings of a dove?

Do I make where I reside … God’s complete sphere?

Are my wants and wishes ... surpassing the call of love?

 

I am searching for compassion ... in shortcomings of the flesh.

Are my emotions suddenly ... becoming a foundation for the Spirit?

Is it not amazing ... that I hunger for second best?

I just can’t die to self … for my heart can’t bear it.

 

God came to give power … always my eyes on self

I live by “I wish I was” ... searching for the Lord.

Ignoring all the showers … is this to surprising

as blessing’s daily path … finds my back against the door?

 

How long will He be knocking … while I am standing there?

Looking at my filthy clothes ... only He can clean.

Do I want to remember … the first time I met Him here?

Do I only think of myself ... and what I should have been?

 

Answers blowing through my heart … while I’m holding my breath

He gave me a new one … why am I clinging to the old?

Until death does us part … why am I clinging to this mess?

Searching completely on my own … as the Spirit is placed on hold.

 

Pick up your cross and follow me … where do you think you’re going?

To be crucified my dear … by the world around you?

You can’t crucify yourself … even though you are trying

overlooking Christ Who’s near … to be your Living proof.

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me

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