Mystify

One day you come crashing

and things suddenly turn int0 mist.

You make me numb

and I endure to be dumb.

It makes me feel like

you bring me into the jungle

where there is nothing and no one I can find.

I am left alone in wilderness

then the cold wind blows

and strikes me to my bones.

I can't shift to any direction

as I am stuck and lost in transition.

I try one step forward

but my feet is dig deep.

I feel like I turn into an ice of sand

in which water can easily smack my back.

It is foggy gray outside

and a shit of black inside.

You are hurling my wits

and you seem not to cease.

Are you crashing my soul

until I get perish?

What else do you savor from thine

when I am already nothing

but one heck of mystify?

Get Up Quick!

David, the God’s anointed to lead His people, committed sin by having relations to Batsheba, the wife of his soldier, and later killed the latter to follow the desire of his flesh. The gospel talked about how the seed grows and how it is to be with the kingdom of God.

Just like David, there comes a point that we all fall short in the eyes of God, even how prayerful we are, how good people see us, and how many times we say we are faithful to Him. We really cannot brag our love to God even how strongly we do and feel. We can only glorify Him for His love for us. Just like in Psalm, we can ask for God’s mercy as we blot our offenses to Him. We can also ask for His compassion to cleanse and purify us again.

As the gospel proclaims, let’s not our sins and offenses hinder us to grow spiritually. Let’s not allow our weaknesses to stop us from seeking and waiting for God. Let’s not our shortness make way for us to become not a blessing to others. Let’s not our unworthiness allow us to become not the person God wants us to be.

God loves you. He anointed you to lead His people. He never says you are holy. He never says you will never commit sin when you follow Him. He says (and will always say) go to Him when you fail because He will pick you up so you can stand again.

Here’s a short prayer…

Here I am once again bowing before you. I have fallen short of your glory. You know I’ve tried not to but I still did. The power of the world is so strong that often weakens me. Forgive me Father, for I am not mighty enough to defend myself from the evil attacks. I feel ashamed of myself and I cannot look up to you. Heal me now and cleanse me once again. Let your blood purify me so I can go back to how you once made me. Let your loving embrace comfort me so I can gain enough courage to become the person you want me to be. These I ask in the Mighty Name of Jesus. AMEN.

Heavenly Father,

Misplaced

Here I am once again, finding myself like a mistaken;

I step back as I slowly feel I'm a soul drifted and fallen.

In my safe corner, it's cold with the outpouring winter;

Voices yell, "hold your cover!", but a deaf ear is better.

It's freezing cold, up above the snow balls are falling;

so instead of hiding, I go jumping and fleet running.

Should I go to east or head to the west?

Should I move forward or step backward?

Life as it seems is always tricky and not fair;

It'll pull you down to the deepest or lift you up to the highest.

When is many times in sometimes, you can no longer tell.

Life is still and will remain a big puzzle to solve;

You give your hardest hit until you feel old.