Prisoners Of Hope

"Return to the stronghold,
You prisoners of hope.
Even today I declare
That I will restore double to you."
Zechariah 9:12

Bed bound
tearful intercession,
crying out
for God to intervene.

His Word doesn't change.
Our lives do.

Filled with high lights
and low lights,
and times when our fragile lamp
is all but snuffed out.

Illness battle weary,
or ongoing struggles
for the financial breakthrough,
that may or may not be
around the next corner.

Faith and doubt
picking sides,
tussling for supremacy.
Our inconsistent thoughts
wavering, boat billowed
in the seemingly unstoppable storm.

Against all pragmatic theory,
and mind numbing statistical evidence,
we look past
towards the approaching
miraculous impossible,
and wave our feeble frame,
beckoning the answer.

We make the choice
to believe,
to manifest,
and confound all else,
as prisoners of hope.

Trinity

The Trinity
torn for our transgressions.
Eternal unity
fractured at the cross.
Love for humanity
producing pain
between Father and Son.
Spirit in travail.

"Abba, Father,
Why have you forsaken me?"

Silence
more devastating than
at any other time.

The Salvation Plan
prevailing,
angels in awe
with bated breath.
Disciples in disbelief,
hopeful hearts
shattered,
kingdom dreams
bleeding out
onto barren earth.

Incomprehensible measure
of grace
from God Himself,
as we are unable
to save ourselves.

The Trinity
made a way
for our reconciliation.
Father, Son and Spirit
reaching out to you.

Choose

I need to choose
but I'm scared.
I want to trust
but I don't.
I've been hurt,
and I don't want to be
in that painful place again.

I want to choose,
to fully give in to your love,
but what if you don't love me
as much as I hope you do.

I have decided to choose.
I've been westling too long,
and I'm tired
and lonely
behind my barricade
of reasons,
that do not
seem reasonable any more.

You chose to give your life for me at the Cross.

Lord, I choose to give my life to you.

Daniel

Daniel,
governed by God.
Hijacked from homeland,
transported with treasures
taken from temple.

Cast into captivity,
dislocated from those dearest,
a foreigner far away.
Losing language,
culture conflicting,
everything eradicated,
even his name.

Choosing not to compromise,
steadfast and staunch.
Not succumbing to self pity,
denying depression,
leaning into life.

Learning lessons,
receiving revelation,
trusting in trials,
positioning for promotion.

Accessing authority,
allowing angelic agency
against lip licking lions.
Treasuring truth,
honored by history.

We should study
Daniel
and learn from his life.

Be Still

Just be still
and sit with Me,
in your mad dash world
of pressing projects
and exciting events.

Take a moment
to be still in the storm
that overtakes you now.
It was fine weather
when you woke.

Breathe out,
and remember
to breathe in again,
slowly.

Your mind is whirling
and swirling
and skimming
and sliding.

Be still and know
that I haven't given up
on this blue green globe,
and all those who rush
to and fro on the face of it.

Fear is your counsellor,
anxiety your lord.
Let love displace them both.

Let Me show you
a way so wonderful,
you will wonder why
it has taken you
so long
to be
still.