You wouldn’t think you could contain the wind,
or harness the power of the sea
if you were sensible.
.
But you are not.
.
Sensing only your desires
and your pride
you bend the world around your perceptions.
How it is
and how it is not
they are bent to match your will
your thoughts.
Contained in your mouth as you roll the thoughts around like a digestible lump of sugar
You form your lifes direction
Confident that Gods will is irrelivant.
.
The wind shakes the leaves.
The leaves whither and fall useless to the ground.
Gathered up they are thrown in the fire…and they disolve into ashes…
beauty vanished,
from dust to dust…
.
He laughs, the laughter disolves to deep pain inside his chest.
Helpless
The impossible does not exist in his vocabulary
Yet, he holds himself back
And he wills his words to stand.
That breath would continue to fill our lungs,
that the sun continue to rise and fall
that the seasons come and go
faithful as his first command.
.
And man wills his own destruction
the whole world heaves in the restraints of the laws laid out for it
that it produce faithfully
for the unfaithful.
.
He bends and returns the fish to the sea
his lovingkindness stretches out its hand and replaces the fish in the ocean…
Yet, they refuse to stay within the realm he made them to flourish in.
They fling themselves out onto dry land.
And they eak out an existance, a mere flopping under brush…
Yet he yearns to see them swimming.
The depths stay deserted but for a few who plummet far beyond sight into the mysterious depths!
He bends low and his heart pounds with joy
as the sea creatures wriggle through the water – and discover.
As they discover, his heart pounds in ways he only dreamed of
oh, but the fish on land.
Something deep inside him where no mind has imagined can be feelings – something tears painfully, and again he reaches out,
a hundred million times past what patience we credit him with, he reaches out and returns them to the ocean…
he calls out “come! Enjoy happiness! Choose life!”
And some, few, begin to swim.
The rest refuse.
“You confine and restrict us!”
He laughs bitterly at their accusations and they thrust themselves into their “freedom”.
Yes, he placed land nearbye…but not for them.
.
You would think terror would be more than a man nailed to wood,
Does it terrify you?
This is how he terrifies his enemies.
He allows them to strip him naked,
and beat him until he should have died,
and then he drags his own coffin up a hill
and he is nailed to wood his own hands have fashioned,
and he is left to suffocate.
And this,
this is his battle cry.
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Does this invoke fear in you?
.
Be warned.
.
A refuge and a warning.
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He who did not spare his own son, will he spare you?
.
He who did not spare his own son, how will he not also give up all things for you?
.
Love so crazy and unexplainable.
Can you explain it?
Can you out cost it?
Reckless crazy love.
It is afraid of nothing:
But for you.
That you would reject love
and life…
.
He offers.
.
Will you accept?
Life and love abundantly.
Unstoppable love.
Drownable
Sinkable
.
Love.
