Little Bird

Little Bird, Little Bird
Sitting on tree branch
Tweeting all the night long
Why do you sing of sorrow?
Why do you sing of sadness?

Little Bird, Little Bird
Hidden in the shrub
Why does your song speak of pain?
Why does your song speak of loneliness?

Little Bird, Little Bird
Way above my head
Why do your songs bring me tears
Why do your songs bring me sorrow?

Little Human, Little Human
Standing all alone
My songs are made for you

Little Human, Little Human
Sitting in the corner
You hear what is in your soul

I sing of the hurt you hold deep within
I sing of the loneliness you will not admit
I sing of the pain of the loss you feel

I sing so that you can hear
What you cannot say
To hear that you are not alone

I sing so that you know
That you can say what is within
That the pain will pass

Little Human, Little Human
Hold a little longer
Stay true a little more

Little Human, Little Human
One day things will change

On that day you will hear me sing
Of the joy you found
Of the peace you hold
Of the friend you make

Little Human, Little Human
You are cared for
You are seen
You are not forgotten

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A Reminder

Cover eyes and ears
Guard against unsightly things
Shield the heart and soul
Against the cruelty in this world

Cover eyes and ears
To shut out the darkness
To shut out the things
That is unfolding

Not to ignore
Or condone
But to stay alive
And to keep the hope

Through the screens
Big and small
It is easy to become lost
In all the hurt and hate

Through the tongues
Of those who hate
It is easy to think
All is lost and doomed

Cover eyes and ears
But listen to what is whispered
Beyond the noise of the world
And the screams of angry people

Cover eyes and ears
In order to hear
What the Lord has said
What the Lord is saying

Peace.
Be still.
And know that I am Lord.

I made the heavens
I formed the land
I drew the seas

I see the hurt and the pain
Both in the world at large
And within your heart

I see the anger
I see the regret
I see the tears

Know that I feel it all
And I am by your side
Though you may not see Me

Wind and Stars

Though night be long and hard
Though night be cold and empty
There is hope to still

Though the world be dark
Though the world be evil
There is hope still

Though there is no moon or sun
To sail by on sea and tide
There is hope here

To the heavens, the stars still shine
To the heavens there is light still
A little light in the darkness
Showing not all is lost
If only to look beyond sight

Though night seems endless
Though night seems friendless
There is hope still

Though night is empty
Though night is full of enemies
There is hope still

Here the wind comes strong and cold
But hope is held on that breeze
Of coming, dawn and new times coming
If only to see beyond the ice on the wind

Though the night be hard
Though the night be hard
Wind fills the sails
And stars light the way
Hope still lingers

Hold true to path to walk
Hold true to faith to see
There is hope still
If only to look beyond

Gray World

low clouds, fog hiding tops of skyscrapers

The wind howls down empty avenues
And rattles against empty windows
No sun to see
No blue sky to hold
Just the empty streets
Beneath the gray sky
The creak of metal
Of long abandoned cars
And the whistle of wind
Through broken glass

A light flickers on
A woman laughs while her dog barks
Children hurry to buses
And adults chug their coffee
Little by little, cars roar to life
And bikes click down the street
Voices fill the street
And people hurry to and fro

The heat of the cars and people
Burn back the heavy clouds
Drowning out the mournful wind
With laughter and talk
The gray clouds linger
But no longer the focus
As the people talk to one another
Sharing hopes, dreams, and life together

Friday Thoughts: Changing World

In the wake of the largest shooting that has occurred on American soil, I think about how much this world has changed in my lifetime alone.

I was born in the ’90’s. The world wasn’t great but it wasn’t terrible either.

Then 9-11 happened.

The entire world looked in awe and America knew fear. And rage. Did shootings occur? Yes. But those were individuals hunting specific people. School shootings were rare. But things have gotten dangerous. Individuals just wanting to kill people have become almost the norm.

Christine Grimme.
The homosexual bar shooting.
Sadie School Shooting.
Las Vegas.
Churches.
Movie theatres.

Growing up as a kid I remember the biggest problem I had was trying to find that one Lego piece that I needed. My mind struggled to comprehend growing up with gunfire for nightly noise instead of crickets. To fear where I walk not because of snakes but because of bombs. To worry about rain. Not chemical attacks. To sleep knowing that no leader was idiotic enough to launch a nuke at anyone. But now realizing that certain North Korean and terrorist organizations would not only be willing but also happy to pull that trigger.

Not only that but today if you make a comment or state an opinion, you will be attacked. Before it was just verbal attacks. Now, it is physical. Even asking someone to stop smoking in a non-smoking zone might result in being beaten nearly to death (the man beaten while using the Dallas rail system).

The mass media show story after story after story of mankind committing evil to each other and to innocent children. Online, social justice warriors wage war for their cause. Claiming to be tolerant and loving but all the while ripping into others with wild abandon. Attacking with hate-filled words and acting as if the other is wrong.

This is the world that I now live in.

With everything that is going on, it is easy to think it is all for naught. To think that it would be better to retreat from the world and hide in books or the cyber world.

But there is a flicker of light.

As a Christian, I know the score and I know how it will end. I also see the good in people. The Texans and New Orleanians rallying together to deal with Harvey. The people sending help to Florida and Puerto Rico. Not because they were ordered but because they want to. To see the people gathering together to get the injured at Las Vegas to safety.

And it is the kindness in the small actions by the common people.

Maybe the world is burning. Maybe not. But although the world is not as friendly as I would like, neither is it as terrible as the mass media.

If you look for the good, you won’t have to look very hard.

The Pale Morning

weak morning sunlight

The pale morning rises
Weak and dull
The air is heavy
The air is still
The weight of the night
Continues into the day
Not as overwhelming darkness
But the weight of a shadow
It drags and tears
Though the sun is bright
The heart is dark

The Pale Morning rises
Though the world is dark
And the heart aches
A new dawn comes
Not always bright
Not always easy
Yet the dawn will come
With new hope
With new chances

The Light In The Dark

Day in
Day out
Reports come
Of evil deeds being done
Child used as sex toys
Adults beaten to death
Teens committing suicide

Day in
Day out
Reports are told
Of nations preparing for war
Of genocides being committed
Of wars being waged

Yet in all of that
There is light
Of a man who stopped a jumper
Of women saving children
Of people intervening

The world is a dark place
And the news is not good
But there is hope and there is light
And if you cannot find the light
Then act for the light