There's a saying that says that sometimes people don't reach out when they're hurting, that they cut themselves off, because they want to see who cares enough to tear down the walls and sweep them up into a hug that makes everything wrong just crumble away and makes everything right come from those arms. This is why people cut themselves off. They're challenging the world to show them they care. So what happens when nobody comes? When nobody can come? The despair closes in and you wonder why, God? Why when you say you love me, when you say you are my father and my husband and my lover and rock and protector and everything those arms represent, why don't you chase me?
He didn't stand at your window with a song, the warm night air ruffling his hair and his eyes directed up towards you, and only you.
He didn't write you a letter, telling you how much he loves you and how he can't stop thinking about you.
He didn't sweep you off your feet and carry you when you couldn't take another step.
Daddy's Gonna Make You SorryTears were nearly streaming down the little girl's face.Daddy's Gonna Make You Sorry4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"S-Stop it!" She tried shouting. The boys just laughed. She clenched her fists, determined not to cry in front of them... but it was getting to be too much. "Stop it!" She repeated, tears leaking now.
"Stop it!" A boy mocked. The others laughed.
"Stop it." A new voice said, not merely echoing the others but ringing out with a strong and fierce tone. The boys now looked nervous. The girl looked behind her. There was a man standing there, glaring at the boys with his large arms crossed over his chest.
"Abba!" she squeeked happily. She grabbed his leg tightly, burying her face into his soft jacket. He put a hand securely on the back of her head, comforting his little girl. He said a sharp word of warning to them. Now that she had back-up of her own, she braved a sharp warning of her own:
"Yah, go away- or my daddy's gonna make you sorry!"
John 3:16God loved -John 3:164 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but not only me.
God gave -
but not just for me.
God saves -
but not me alone.
for the world.
Not for the polished and the proper,
or those who know His Word by heart,
nor for the righteous and the perfect,
the big and mighty or the smart -
For He came poor and weak and tiny,
for weak and tiny ones like us,
and calls to Him the hurt and sinful,
to give them freedom that will last.
So let us go and spread the message
and share His love with all we meet,
with every tribe and tongue and nation,
that everybody might be freed.
all the world.
Two-TimingI love youTwo-Timing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and then I go
and do other things
not thinking of you.
I love you
but still you must share
me with so much else
to which I devote
time, love and energy.
by the things around;
and there you are,
If my love were true,
I would not cause you pain.
If my love were strong
I would put you first -
but often you're second
or even worse.
and don't even notice
how you wait
and love me
- but how long can you wait,
my jealous love?
How long can you bear
being one in a crowd
and not my one and all?
let it be different.
Let me sit close by you,
talking to you.
Let me listen to your voice,
resting in your arms.
Let me think of you
and banish all distractions.
Let me love you,
I want to be faithful,
O Faithful One
- teach me how.