"But in your hearts set apart Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give a reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect." 1 Peter 3:15

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

my real name

I want to tuck my cloak in my belt and out run chariots,
I want to be a king dancing in the street,
to rip apart the jaws of a lion,
to tread in fire,
I want to wrestle the holy stranger; and to be given my real name.
let each scar tell a story,
and bring a smiling memory
of a battle won or a lesson learned.

3 comments:

Alyssa Dawn said...

wow, I love this poem.
You're well on your way to becoming that amazing man God created you to be, and everything you go through he puts in your life for a reason.
Have a good week ty, and good luck with all your YE stuff. Wish I could be there.
-Lyss

Matt said...

Do I hear some John Eldredge?
-Matt

ty said...
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