a man walks down a muddy path;
slipping and sliding he hopes to find
by fixing his eyes on earth's far end
he walks on water without falling down.
wandering pilgrim throws care to the wind
like a kite flying high, a song will raise;
Until victory comes. my end insured
by a policy like iron, deductible free.
One day i'll see, a mirrored sea.
for now i trudge, in muddy greens
slipping and sliding dying to gain
and awaken glimpses of eternity
i have died. i will live
in a heavenly home.
i falter. i fail
He is faithful.
He brings me here.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
mountains and valleys
i haven't written in a few days because i haven't had anything to say.
i want for this post to have the grand sweeping feel of my life at this moment, but i know that i will fail to communicate with clarity to reality of my situation.
life is a pilgrimage. we are all on a journey. sometimes we walk alone. sometimes we are with others. sometimes we walk in the same direction. sometimes in different ones. day after day. moment after moment we walk through valleys and mountains- i love the mountains- i love being able to see where i'm going and where i've come from. i love the exhilaration of being alone and at the top of the world, but there is always a higher mountain. we can cross this globe over and over- we can climb and crawl and run, but where are we going? is there One mountain on which we can all sit and drink tea? Is there really an End? I pause to ponder- does being on top of the mountain matter except that you climb it? does enjoyment of the mountaintop come from walking through the valley to get there? a wise man once said that nothing grows on the mountaintop. perhaps i am chasing the wrong things. perhaps the chase is what matters. the search is what counts. the desires within my heart- they are wrong. what have i done? the desires in my heart reveal that there is nothing to satisfy them here on earth? does that mean i need to climb a higher mountain? to plunge into a deeper valley? a whispering voice echoes across mountain and valley. my soul is stirred. it is not for mountain or valley i long- it is for a person. who is this person? with whom i desire to drink tea?
i want for this post to have the grand sweeping feel of my life at this moment, but i know that i will fail to communicate with clarity to reality of my situation.
life is a pilgrimage. we are all on a journey. sometimes we walk alone. sometimes we are with others. sometimes we walk in the same direction. sometimes in different ones. day after day. moment after moment we walk through valleys and mountains- i love the mountains- i love being able to see where i'm going and where i've come from. i love the exhilaration of being alone and at the top of the world, but there is always a higher mountain. we can cross this globe over and over- we can climb and crawl and run, but where are we going? is there One mountain on which we can all sit and drink tea? Is there really an End? I pause to ponder- does being on top of the mountain matter except that you climb it? does enjoyment of the mountaintop come from walking through the valley to get there? a wise man once said that nothing grows on the mountaintop. perhaps i am chasing the wrong things. perhaps the chase is what matters. the search is what counts. the desires within my heart- they are wrong. what have i done? the desires in my heart reveal that there is nothing to satisfy them here on earth? does that mean i need to climb a higher mountain? to plunge into a deeper valley? a whispering voice echoes across mountain and valley. my soul is stirred. it is not for mountain or valley i long- it is for a person. who is this person? with whom i desire to drink tea?
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