When I look into your eyes, so much speaks without a sound.
I realize, through all the toilsome troubles and gut-wrenching fear.. you have been beside me.
You've made it all possible for my light to pierce the blackness. And although its been impossible you've yielded to me. You've been the bridge, the key, and the envelope.
I'm staring at an avalanche of mail I forewent reading. They are all letters of accomplishment, appreciation and love. I pick one up, its wrinkled from spilt tears. It is unlabeled, but I know who its from.
It's from god, hes been trying to get ahold of me, hes been trying to get ahold of me while Im at work, while Im helping a friend, while Im berating myself for being me. He speaks firmly and its written in his writing.
Matt. I know you are struggling and hurting, but I need you to do better. I need you to teach, I need you to learn and grow, as I did when I was amongst you. I need you to impact the planet that needs you. I need you to show this struggling child love, I need you to show them who you are.
I'm not christ... I say to myself..
The letter continues and confirms my faith.
You are Matthew, gift of the lord. You are the most stunning creation.. I am silenced.. The dreams and wishes, the failures and flaws.. lay on the floor stunned and deserted.
Come hether I hear.. I drop the letter and venture into the gates. I have the opportunity now to view the kingdom of god. His strength is so mighty..
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