Archive | October 2010

Genuine Faith

What keeps me aloft?

Is it those things

That make my heart soar?

I’m thankful for them,

But no,

That’s not it.

I can fly

With a heavy heart.

But to truly soar

I need faith.

Not simply a list of truths

I say a believe.

Genuine faith,

Life-changing faith,

Will affect everything

I say, do and think.

My son

Had an interesting take

On a school assignment.

When asked to write a paper

On what he believed,

He examined his life

He used that as evidence

Of what was truly in

His heart and mind.

Today I was struck

By my own life.

What does my day-to-day

Really say about me?

I must be willing to examine

Myself closely.

When my actions match up

With what I say I believe,

Then and only then,

Will I truly fly.

For as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also (James 2:26, KJV).


Ever Higher

More to learn.

More to see.

More heights to reach.

When I think of soaring,

I think of doing so with

A smile on my face

And joy in my heart.

I’m learning to fly

With a heavy heart

Full of questions.

I guess it’s true…

I only need enough light

For the step I’m on


For the distance

The next flap of my wings

Will take me.

I can fly with limited vision.

I can fly in the fog

Or in the darkness.

I am not alone.

It is not my responsibility to find

My fellow flyers

For my benefit,

But for theirs.

I have found

Over and over and over again


By seeking to be a blessing,

By seeking to assist others

In their flight,

I am richly rewarded

And find myself

Flying ever higher.

whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant (Mark 10:43, NIV).


Total resolution

May never happen

This side of heaven.

Saying there are

Two sides to every story

Is an unrealistic understatement.

There are several sides actually.

If I allow the illusion

That someone else has

Clipped my wing

To keep me grounded…

My perspective is incredibly limited.

If I cautiously take to the air,

I gain a better perspective.


If I merely skim the ground,

It isn’t much better.

When will I see clearly?

When I spread my wings

To their full breadth

And climb.

From the heights,

I can see details.

I can see how it could look…

How it did look…

From the ground.


As my perspective changes

And as I have

The means and opportunity

To share my insights,

I can help others

Gain a clearer perspective.

And maybe,

Just maybe,

I can be instrumental

In the restoration process.

Just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, so in Christ we who are many form one body, and each member belongs to all the others. We have different gifts, according to the grace given us (Romans 12:4-6, NIV).











Barely functioning.

Short of breath.



Holding each other back

Or giving each other wings.

It’s our choice.

It’s my choice.

Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another (Romans 12:15-16).

The Day


How someone can say something

Heartfelt and well-intentioned

And leave me

Feeling deflated.

Like a tire with a slow leak

Or a balloon with a tiny hole.


There are many other factors

That contribute to my feelings.


I sit here wishing

Today wasn’t the Day.

Ever have some place

You knew you had to go

But didn’t want to?

I used to feel that way

When I’d been home from school

For a while.

Of course,

That was a zillion years ago.


It’s time to take a deep breath

And face my feelings head on.

After all,

I am a grown-up.

And more importantly,

It’s the right thing to do.






My thoughts are not poetic.

I fill the screen

And then I delete my words.

My thoughts are scattered,

Though I try to reign them in.

I have so much to do.

It’s the same old familiar song.

I feel bad

For whining.

I have so many blessings

For which to be thankful.

It’s wrong that I should flinch,

Even for a minute.

And yet,


Instead of flying,

I need to sit quietly.

To focus

On the task at hand.


Not what I will do tomorrow

Or next week

Or next year.

Not even what I will do

In the next few moments

Should distract me.

I have countless opportunities.

I must make the most

Of each one.

Among those opportunities

Is the chance

To regenerate.


For now,

I will rest in the knowledge

That the skies

Will still be there tomorrow,

As will the fresh perspective

I’ll gain

When I once again

Spread my wings

And fly.

My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken (Psalm 62:1-2, NIV).

Real Wealth


Give me wings.

Plenty of people

Have bigger houses…

More expensive cars…

Larger bank accounts.

That’s not the kind of riches

I’m talking about.

In the course of a week,

I encounter many people.

In person.

On the phone.


It’s amazing!

Many of these people

I would call Friend

Or Friend-to-Be.

One thing’s for sure…

My relationships

Are the source of real wealth

In my life.

A smile.

A kind word.

A compassionate touch.

Just a handful of memories

That I tuck away.

When I review these blessings,

It’s like adding helium to a balloon.

My heart gets lighter

Until it is adrift.

May I often add

To others’ store

Of happy thoughts.

By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another (John 13:35, NIV).