Monday, May 4, 2009

my head runs over with thought
red billiard balls
on a green surface
careening into one another
over and over
and over
i hurt inside
without an explanation
heaviness a shadow of darkness
covers part of my mind
sorrow has enveloped my soul
tears rise and fall
Jesus wept
for the Father
at the thought of Jerusalem
and the fate of his people
who would ultimately
reject him
God weeps through us
his thoughts so far above ours
our weaknesses
doubt, fear, suspicion
lack of love and intent
selfishness, greed, endless sorrows,
children, orphans,
famine and wars
tragedy, lost lives, waste
disease, garbage heaps, human lives
reduced to shambles and ghosts of men
death on every corner,
killing fields, row upon row
the smell a repulsion
many generations live and breathe it everyday
it's all they've known, hatred, shouting, gunfire
tears and sorrows
the blood of generations
screaming at him from the ground
his sorrow too deep
for any human to ever carry
while we dance and play
marry and feast
Jeremiah the prophet, the weeping prophet
knew the heart of God for Israel,
with every teardrop
redemption's rainfall upon the ground
now his heart is turned
to a whole world he weeps for
who are the next Jeremiahs,
to carry the burden of our God
to release the tears of redemption
for people we don't even know,
don't love or care for
a people of hardened hearts?
we say "i want, to be like Jesus!"
really... is that what you want?
then be prepared to weep,
be prepared to spend all night
in that secret place with him
sorrowful for a world at war
life is but a vapour
redemption for a world lost,
will cost a few tears
will cost some lost sleep
will cost friendship with God,
and to know his heart
when you are called to the mountain of God,
what will you take with you as a sacrifice?

1 comment:

Hella said...

love you buddy!