Heroes and Hypocrites
Its all fun and games for the moment
But the tests bring a new look at life
The things I thought I held so dear
Are starting to become
The curse of my existence.
....
And once again I must face
That dreaded feeling inside
Knowing that I'm not quite the man
That I make myself out to be.
....
It is a shame to esteem the noble ones
And yet find yourself drawn to the dumpsters.
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I'm no longer shocked at my condition
I know its just part of the illusion
That tells me that Your higher calling
Is too far from my hands
And will never come to its full fruition.
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You say that the trying of my faith works perseverance
Its funny how that seems to make more sense
When I step back from the workings of my own circumstances.
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Right now my sole comfort is knowing that I'm surrounded
By a generation filled with heroes and hypocrites
And they are like two sides of the same coin
And they are all of Your making
....
Quite honestly, some of us fear Your hands.
Our rough places keep us running.
Darkness becomes our shelter
When Your light draws too close.
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Our greatest fear
is being exposed.
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Must we now be on display?
Those others don't know
That we are still a work in progress.
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Please distract them with Your beauty
While we buy some time to find some courage.
Perhaps when You return
We will both be surprised
By the character formed within us.
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Our hope is to no longer
fit into these worn out costumes.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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