T.Notes#62: Desperate people

 Desperate people

Lately i've been thinking

That I want to dance,

with the world unhibited

To hold hands and laugh,

This is me; these words are us

But i stutter breathless.

Your silence was bought by the Devil

Paid in kind,

by black stilettos,

and god forsaken sensuality.

I can say this here

I can park these truths here

To ponder them from a distance

Far away from my own near perfection.

But where does desperate devotion end,

And heresy begin instead?

To the creator of this mind,

State your intention,

Claim your prize!

69 times i have tried to drown,

this blog,

this good head,

this desperate dissatisfaction,

But everytime i read these words

My soul is stilled.

And i know,

That the further i wander from you,

the more i deeply understand

how my soul needs you.

Yet my heart will not keep still.

And my doubts rage still.

So my feet take flight again

If God will not come,

Then i will.

I will

Oh yes Jesus, I will!

Oh dear balm of Gilead,

Take all my money and devotion!

Can your God solve every problem

Or do you sometimes

Need a numbing shot of whiskey?

There was a girl who spent up her life

Singing desperate songs to God

Till her voice and hope wore thin.

Dear Jesus,

she whispered,

I have tried my best,

I can't sing no more.

I guess what i'm trying to say is,

I listened to an old Audrey Assad cd last night 

She said,

"After everything I've had.

After everything I've lost.

Lord, I know this much is true,

I'm still drawn to you.…"

(Audrey Assad, Drawn to you)

I have been chasing fireflies and gold speckled butterflies.🦋

Today i paused to smell my own rose garden.

These are my T.Notes,

I hope God still reads blogs.

T.Notes#61: Fireflies

 I have been chasing fireflies and gold speckled butterflies.🦋

The creative mind is blessed and cursed by wild fantasy.

Crazy people who spend their lives chasing wonder, trying to create illusive eternal satisfaction.

Today i paused to smell my imperfect rose garden.

Someday we must put away our wandering shoes

Fold up our wings and get into bed with contentment.

There once was a woman who bled for twelve years.

She spent all her days desperately trying to be healed

But none could satisfy her.

I am the one who has tasted the world.

But my wandering feet are wiser and tired now.

They say Jesus is perfect

Help me hang these shoes.

I heard an old childhood melody today

Jesus loves me, this i know.

Your fantasies will never satisfy you

That is why they are called fantasies.

Maybe this is why the gospel endears my heart.

Creativity also is, the power or process of creating especially unrealistic or improbable mental images and object of fantasy in response to unattended psychological need.

T.Notes#60: Impatient people

I met a girl who said she felt closest to God

after the guilt of intentional sin.

We spoke about weed, doctrine and grace.

Then I digressed....

The new house has a lush green lawn so i have become something of an enthusiatic garderner and really loving it! I have red roses, acer plants, white lilies, conifers - all looking stunning.🌻

Recently i bought some lawn treatment which promised me perfectly grown, weed-free lawn in 5 weeks. I applied the treatment on monday and commenced a daily routine of inspecting the lawn - waiting for promised perfection.⏰

However perfection wasn't coming quick enough - this ofcourse is the story of my life. Instead, my previously near-perfect lawn was getting muddy-black as the weeds around it also died. This was expected. It said so on the lawn treatment instructions, that the grass would blacken then re-grow after 3 - 5 weeks.🤔

However i have decided i simply can't wait 5 whole weeks with my lawn looking a sorry state. I prefer it's former outward-looking beauty, even though ridden with weeds underneath. I couldn't wait any longer for promised perfection. So i did what every impatient person would do - i cheated on the process.🙈

So after just 3days, i bought some quick-grow grass fertiliser, doused it all over the lawn and satisfied my impatience. This new gospel promised beauty in 3 days! And guess what, my grass is growing super fast now! It is returning to it's former outward beauty and so is the ugly weed quickly growing underneath!🦂

These are my T.notes - gaps and symbolism well intentioned🙄

T.Notes#59: Anxious people

I don't know exactly

when i became

anxious.

It has sort of always been there,

Lurking in the background,

Staring out the window

Waiting for the worst to happen.

Sometimes it makes me Superhuman

Spurred by the constant need

To outperform,

To surpass expectations.

Other times it is an intense period of self sabotage

Breathless.

The wild things we do

to drown the urgent voices in our head.

I have met anxious imperfect people

Who played life like a reckless game of poker.

Dear foolish ones who look frighteningly just like me.

Indulging these fantasies

Is like jumping off a cliff

Hoping that God remembered to strap a bungee cord.

Things not to do when we are anxious.

Mama used to hand me secret round pills

And promise it will get better when i became a man.

What she really meant was

Grow up, get a job

and pay your own therapy.

I once watched a man tell his woman

that he was tired and nervous.

She pulled away quickly and left him stranded on the front porch

I desperately wished the fool had steadied his crown.

She returned with a flickering joint,

Made him sit within her gaping thighs

And proceeded quietly to plait his Afro into fine bantu knots.

A Queen.

She sang,

"Dont let your heart be troubled

Hold your head up high

Take Courage

Be Strong

Remember where your help comes from."

I know exactly the day i became anxious

A scawny child standing out in the rain,

Gripping a rusty gate and learning to count the big numbers.

Waiting for a grey Nissan that didn't return.

What can i do to be saved?

A desperate man once asked.

They told him about a God

Who could calm the raging storms inside.

These are my T.Notes

Please mind the gap.