Lemme know what you think...
I've been asked to write a poem for the youth service coming up. This is something I've been messing around with. Check it out and let me know what you think, what you get from it personally.
By the way, the service is bringing across how to believe in something you dont see.
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In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down.
My expectation is from Him alone…
Do you know what it is to be in a room full of people and still feel completely alone?
As much as they say they know what you’re going through, it’s not enough to make any sense of it all.
Driven by fear I fell into all that I knew in my heart of hearts was wrong…
Yet and still I was safe…yet and still He was strong.
As I start….start now to anticipate the silence…
In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down.
My expectation is from Him alone…
Frustration of life, identity, purpose…drags me.
My idle heart longing for someone to reach in and steal it away…
Someone? Anyone? Hello?
But still too selfish to give it up?
Does that make sense? Does it matter if it does?
Now more than ever I stand here anticipating that silence…
In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down.
My expectation is from Him alone.
I don’t use my story as a tool for pity… because it’s my own and it’s not for anyone to know.
There are things that no one will ever understand…things that God may not want to explain.
As bad as they may be…they’re mine-
I’m learning that no one can steal away that silence…and if they could it would be the one thing I would fight for.
In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down
My expectation is from Him alone.
In the middle of this chaos I’ve created…known as my life
I can close my eyes and imagine all the ways that peace can look-
Peace can look like a happy home…
Peace can be health to someone’s bones…
Peace could be a calm breeze after a long and ugly storm…
Whatever peace is to you…it may not be to me…but that doesn’t mean it’s not peace.
But silence is mine…It’s one of those things that no one can take from me…
In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down.
My expectation is from Him alone.
I don’t expect anyone to cry for me…
To sit waiting late at night for me…
I don’t anticipate coming home to what most people would call a “big happy family”
But it’s not about this and it’s not about that.
Cause even if I did it would be just another let down…just another bother…
It’s about that silence…
The silence that stands in the middle of the argument between your parents…
It’s about that silence and breeze…
After you feel like all that was of great worth to you is gone…
It’s about the silence between every word that’s spoken…
When you feel weak….when you feel strong..
When I realize how often that silence comes, it’s then that I see He is who I should hold my expectation in.
It’s in those instances that I know…that as I look up He is quieting the angels and looking down…
I can’t even count how many times there is a silence like this in just one day…in just one hour…in just one minute…at this very moment…
It just another chance…its Him stretching forth both hands…
I look around
As He quiets the angels and is looking down…with all His attention…with all His heart…
I tell Him that all that I need is in Him….
He is who my expectation is in.
If you can only remember one thing….remember the silence…
And no matter your fear don’t quiet down…
Remember the silence…
I can’t even count how many times there is a silence like this in just one day…in just one hour…in just one minute…at this very moment…
It just another chance…its Him stretching forth both hands…
Silence…Pain…Silence..Anger…Silence…Disappointment…Silence…I am here…
Shh….Silence…Heartache…Silence…Sickness..Silence…Abandonment…Silence…Shh..
Remember the silence…
By the way, the service is bringing across how to believe in something you dont see.
~~~<<~~<3
In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down.
My expectation is from Him alone…
Do you know what it is to be in a room full of people and still feel completely alone?
As much as they say they know what you’re going through, it’s not enough to make any sense of it all.
Driven by fear I fell into all that I knew in my heart of hearts was wrong…
Yet and still I was safe…yet and still He was strong.
As I start….start now to anticipate the silence…
In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down.
My expectation is from Him alone…
Frustration of life, identity, purpose…drags me.
My idle heart longing for someone to reach in and steal it away…
Someone? Anyone? Hello?
But still too selfish to give it up?
Does that make sense? Does it matter if it does?
Now more than ever I stand here anticipating that silence…
In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down.
My expectation is from Him alone.
I don’t use my story as a tool for pity… because it’s my own and it’s not for anyone to know.
There are things that no one will ever understand…things that God may not want to explain.
As bad as they may be…they’re mine-
I’m learning that no one can steal away that silence…and if they could it would be the one thing I would fight for.
In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down
My expectation is from Him alone.
In the middle of this chaos I’ve created…known as my life
I can close my eyes and imagine all the ways that peace can look-
Peace can look like a happy home…
Peace can be health to someone’s bones…
Peace could be a calm breeze after a long and ugly storm…
Whatever peace is to you…it may not be to me…but that doesn’t mean it’s not peace.
But silence is mine…It’s one of those things that no one can take from me…
In the silence I sometimes look around
I wonder if He is looking down.
My expectation is from Him alone.
I don’t expect anyone to cry for me…
To sit waiting late at night for me…
I don’t anticipate coming home to what most people would call a “big happy family”
But it’s not about this and it’s not about that.
Cause even if I did it would be just another let down…just another bother…
It’s about that silence…
The silence that stands in the middle of the argument between your parents…
It’s about that silence and breeze…
After you feel like all that was of great worth to you is gone…
It’s about the silence between every word that’s spoken…
When you feel weak….when you feel strong..
When I realize how often that silence comes, it’s then that I see He is who I should hold my expectation in.
It’s in those instances that I know…that as I look up He is quieting the angels and looking down…
I can’t even count how many times there is a silence like this in just one day…in just one hour…in just one minute…at this very moment…
It just another chance…its Him stretching forth both hands…
I look around
As He quiets the angels and is looking down…with all His attention…with all His heart…
I tell Him that all that I need is in Him….
He is who my expectation is in.
If you can only remember one thing….remember the silence…
And no matter your fear don’t quiet down…
Remember the silence…
I can’t even count how many times there is a silence like this in just one day…in just one hour…in just one minute…at this very moment…
It just another chance…its Him stretching forth both hands…
Silence…Pain…Silence..Anger…Silence…Disappointment…Silence…I am here…
Shh….Silence…Heartache…Silence…Sickness..Silence…Abandonment…Silence…Shh..
Remember the silence…