My hope for you

Poetry speaks to our minds and hearts and is meant to communicate more than the sum of its words. It is an apt expression of our walk with the Lord. I encourage you to forward this link to those you love. I pray this poetry leads you into reflection and prayer but I also want to start a conversation. You, too, have something to share with others-not only in person, but also here. Your experience is yours to give away to build up and learn from others in the Body of Christ. Share the word that you hear, the experiences you have lived. We are all part of the New Evangelization.If you also want to contact me by email, feel free: genefirn@yahoo.com

Table of contents: October 7, 2012

Saturday, March 10, 2018

The Journey

lost
desperate for
direction in the 
wilderness of life
without a destination to
confidently google
from wherever I
happen to be 
but now I can only 
search for an answer that
makes some sense of 
all this confusion which
overloads my abilities to
process conflicting information
hoping for hints of clues
that cast shadowy 
replicas of unfamilar shapes
upon the blank screen of
my dreams buried deep within
hidden there by
what I imagine to be a
quiet mysterious voice
long long ago even 
before my journey began
beckoning me to follow
a would-be guilding star
in the dismal darkness to a
worthy home that would bring
meaning in the midst of
my suffering existence
brused and battered by life
pushed to grasping for 
security in the 
din of isolation
made pointless by 
ephemeral goals while
so many around me
boast of trophies from
winning not-so-grand
triveal tournaments of
mundane pursuits
so useless
so annoying
so pitiful
it seems though that
someone must be
praying for me
because I am still here
continuing to search
day after day
sometimes without any
conscious decision
it is as if 
someone is pursuing me
like magnet to metal
a drawing force that is 
constant yet gentle
a wooing rather than a
sharp grappling
some say it is Jesus
I don't know
maybe it is
I'm not religious but
I'm not totally closed to the idea
though sometimes it feels like a
song of wishful thinking
within the winds of yearning
that stir in my heart 
when drifting into sleep
or crying for completion
in lonely dreams 
only to find myself 
awake to face 
another empty day
foraging for 
more of the same
besides depressing
it is all I can do to 
do the next right thing
in front of me
hoping to find hope
something significant that I
can embrace and in doing so
'fight the good fight'
as they say
for a higher purpose
even becoming-
though it is far beyond me now- a 
light in the darkness

Reflection / Discussion:
-How does / did this poem relate to your life?
-What helped you in your journey?
-What do you need now to support you?
-How can you help Jesus find others when they're not "religious"?
-Do you know others who travel this path?
-How can you support them?
-How can you become a light for others?

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