* Note to My Readers: Due to the busyness of the next month and a half, I'm making a few minor changes to my schedule of posting. All posts will continue to be made daily and will consist of material that has not appeared before on this blog. However, because my time will be taken up by my final thesis defense for my Master of Church History degree and by a trip to the Holy Land, several of my ongoing series will be on hold until May.

- On Wednesdays, I'll be posting some of my original poems from my college years, and then in May my "Evangeliad" poems will resume.

- On Thursdays, my series on "How to Be Miserable in Your Christian Life" will wrap up by the end of March. That will conclude that series for now; however, if you enjoyed it, please let me know, because I may add more to it at some later point.

- And on Fridays, my "Glimpses of Grace" series will be on hiatus until May. In the meantime, it will be replaced with a serialized, unpublished novella that I wrote back in 2005, "Worth It All." Beginning in the first week of May, "Glimpses of Grace" will return, this time in the Thursday slot, and a newly-composed adventure novel will be posted on Fridays.

Friday, July 04, 2008

Whispers of Adventure

I have songs aplenty
Filled with angst about myself.
I am tortured by unseen mysteries
Within my very soul--
Endless words to fill
All the blank and empty pages
Which time will place before me.
But there is a deeper mystery,
A breathless glory
That cannot be given to words alone.
What I venture to speak
Can only be danced
Or painted
Or laughed into existence.
Myself I know only a little,
And what I am learning
Is not entirely pleasant.
But You I also know a little,
And what I learn of You
Is altogether beautiful.
I cannot speak,
Cannot write,
Of the radiance of Your being.
But this I can say--
You make of me
What I always wanted to be.
In You I have the strength
To laugh
And dance
And sing with my brothers.
You bring out of me
Wild cries of delight and hope;
You move my feet in patterns of joy,
My arms in tender embrace.
You breathe into my soul
A secret that I shout into the mist,
A wonder that no one else can see.
And though sometimes I wish
That they would understand,
I know that somehow,
Despite my helpless reticence,
They will see shadows of that secret joy
Behind my patient smile,
Whispers of adventure
Within my faltering speech.
Someday, in a golden land,
This shell will fall away,
And all the peace and silence
You've set within my heart
Will spill out in choruses of raucous joy
That echo before the world.
Sometimes I am pained here,
But because of You
I am not discontent.
Be my courage and my strength,
My every word and only peace,
For all my hope is in You.

1 comment:

brandie. said...

thanks for the glimpse, matt. i'm thankful, too, for the different ways God meets us and reveals himself to us. i always find it encouraging to hear how he brings others to his profound presence.