Because you don’t see,

Open your eyes.

Right before you,

I stand.

Not what you think.

Go ahead and blink.

 

I know you.

So many questions unanswered.

 

And it always happens this way.

 

Look again.

I stand.

Endless wonder.

-ljh

I bolded the first letter of each line in this poem to spell “BORING IS A LIE.”   On several different occassions today, the Holy Spirit brought to my attention that I’m continuously allowing Satan to steal, kill, and destroy my self-esteem; telling me that I’m boring and plain and unworthy of pursuit.  But I know the truth is that I have a God who pursues me relentlessly and more patiently than I will ever deserve.  Now, back to the school work I’ve so creatively been distracted from for cathartic reasons…