If we are not looking to look intelligent.

Roadrunner3 said:

If we are not looking to look intelligent,
Nor aching to seem wise,
Nor longing for acknowledgement
For soaring enterprise,
If “plain and simple“ doesn’t scare
When seen next to our name,
And number of “likes“ on Facebook
Is not viewed as greatest gain...

Then maybe, Lord, just maybe
Your sweet Presence may seep in,
Like fog into some valley
Before the day begins,
And as we move into our day,
Before the madness starts,
We waken to a Love that fills,
Protects, enshrouds, imparts.

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Roadrunner3 said:

Heavenly Father,
Do we ever get a break...from mistakes?
Do we get a reprieve from missteps that bereave
Or a pass from splats that harass?

No?
Oh,
Well,
I guess

My penchant and passion
Of perfectionist fashion
Are misplaced...

What?
Oh,
Yes,
In our strength we're bereft

But Your Grace can reset.

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Roadrunner3 said:

Prodigal

It's easy to splinter, abandon our center,
Abort the narrow way,
Throw off the yoke, grab life by the throat,
Saw through encroaching staves.

Once out of the barrel, so free, so feral,
There's nought can stop us now,
In land without limits, no one can condemn us,
Unleashed, to nothing we bow.

But wait a quick second, it seems I wrong reckoned
In thinking this freedom was joy,
For now I am yoked to an appetite stoked
By a brain craving nothing but toys.

Time to consider there's nothing as bitter
As living bereft of His Love,
Where fences erected were wisdom injected...
My freedom is centered above.

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