Relavender

remember when purple fields yield

to a lavender sky,

layered with ribbons of crimson—

just go through the open door.

don’t stop long enough to even ask why.

call it destiny or kismet

call it that look in your eyes

            when we first met;

call it luck or even fate,

but don’t think too hard

            or wait too long

then it might be too late.

jbh

3.22.2013

Withstanding

The seas swirl around my feet,

                        pushing

pulling at me,

driving me to my knees.

no matter what concerns and cares

have caused me to escape to this place

and try to send my spirit to the sky,

there is a place where He was on His knees…

a garden…

a place called Gethsemane…

when He begged His Father to spare Him.

If there was any other way

If only there was another way.

He prayed so hard during His last meditation

that sweat beaded and poured like blood

while His best friends lay asleep not far away.

There were times when they were true,

and stood beside Him… but not today.

His will

I’ve tried for so long to resist.

My own will

I’ve always felt compelled to insist.

Whatever sacrifices I have made

are nothing compared to His.

Now I finally realize that my life

is so much better when seen through His eyes.

Now today, I can be grateful…for Him, His gift.

I am thankful that when there was no other way

that He was the way…

                        the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

jbh

3.29.2013

Good Friday