Twelve

When I saw you

I wanted to hide you

as I do each time I see your 

little face

I wanted to cover your eyes

and your mind

and your heart

from this wicked 

wicked world.

But there you lay

motionless

and there I stand

restless

as you feel every 

ounce of what 

you don't deserve

I'm so sorry..

and what this means 

is nothing at all

But, for what it's worth

I grieve with you

sweet child.

I said

there was nothing to comfort

the ailing within your saddened heart

but only to remind you 

that the very One who shaped it 

doesn't make mistakes

As droplets fell

slowly down your cheeks

I prayed that you would

forgive the wolf who got you here

and forgive the heavy hands 

that surround 

you.

Just know 

sweet child

that there is One who is waiting 

to tuck you in

until the end of time

Yes, this is what you

deserve

And the one you bore 

is being held in His hands

of which 

there is no place greater

Close your eyes little one

Can you hear it?

The One who watches over you

both now and forevermore

is rejoicing over you

with sweet 

sweet

singing

And His Kingdom is one of

love

the kind

that cannot be broken

So hold on

Just one more day

And if He gives you the gift 

of tomorrow

please say that you'll hold on

just one day more.

Dear Assaulter

To you,

I didn't see you standing behind the debacle
yet this is always the stand that you take.

As sweat dripped down my brow and I shuffled for the right tune to set my pace,
I peered across the busy street and saw your handiwork. 

"The righteous are as bold as a lion." 
(Proverbs28:1)
We both know this well. 

and so I ..
I sped faster than any tune I could have chosen to set this pace
The drumbeat of my heart was enough boom 
to keep me going.

I saw the face of innocence, tainted. 
Young life ripping at another out of a heart of anger, protection
and sadness 
and you,
you stood on the outskirts
loving the sight of hatred and fear
That is who you are.

This young life under your dominion, tainted.
I pulled her from the grasp she held on the other
like pulling teeth.
You're never satisfied
and this only satisfied 
your taste of dissatisfaction 
even more.

And so you came.

As your blow plowed heavily
I could still only think of the 
young lives you were infecting.
The yoke of your slavery upon them.
I wanted to tell you to keep making 
your assaults at me
instead
and 
just leave them alone.


I wanted to infect you 
so badly
with love
sweet, sweet, love
For I know this is the only infection 
that will cure you
I wanted to cry out in love to you
to make you see

but you
you are blind.

You screamed and you shouted, 
"How about again!"
"How about again!" 

My heart grieved over you.
Fool,
I could only utter in my heart.
Fool.

If only you could see that your power is weakness in disguise
for you hold none.
May I remind you?
"Be not afraid of those who kill the body, 
but cannot kill the soul." 
(Matthew 10:28)

Fear, my friend, fear.
Fear the One who has the power to throw both Body and Spirit 
into the depths of hell. 
For this is wisdom.

And so I Praise Him. 
Praise to the Glory of the One of whom I spoke 
the One that makes you shutter. 
You were silent..
But only until your defenses purged from you like a flood
claiming to know Him. 
A claim to be one who worships in truth
and yet you are the 
father of all lies

This age is blinded by your assaults upon it
young ones chase you 
not knowing
they are being hunted

But time is ticking
you know this full well
for

HE will come like a flood
HIS going out is as sure as the dawn
HE will come to us as the showers, 
as the spring rains that water the earth
(Hosea6:3)

Yes
HE will come


..and your assaults will be no more.