Everyone needs someone
Because I know we all run
And we'll need somewhere to go to
Or not somewhere really, but somewho

There's a guy that is waving a sign
Spewing hatred along with his lies
Saying God hates the ones that aren't doing right
But God loves all of mankind

There's a street walker that is selling her soul
Would she have chosen this life if she had known
That the drink and the drugs would take total control
God still loves you no matter how low

There's a couple caught up in a lie
Neither married but soon to be with child
Contemplating the easy way out
As the tears of God are raining down

There's a evil that has been let loose
Blinding mankind from the lasting truth
That no matter what it is that you do
God in Heaven he still loves you

God loves the born and unborn
When sin entered in the true fabric was torn
Which left us all feeling alone
God still loves you more than you'll ever know

He just doesn't like the spot that your in
When you both bathe and dry off in your sin
He knows that is no way to live
Sent his Son so we could all start over again

So place all you have into His hands
Go in peace and don't sin again
Fall on your knees pray for healing the land
Place your life into God's hand

He tore down the wall.
The most beautiful story that encapsulates my new existence.
I do not understand in complete.
Why would he do this for a wretch, blind to her pride?
Why be faithful to your adulterous wife?
More than a true husband, but a savior,
who was the loophole of truth.
He is lacking in not one thing,
not one thing he needs from me.
Here, in lies everything’s greatest mystery.
It is impossible to articulate,
yet here I am attempting.
Love.
What’s in a name?
This one has been trampled over and abused,
but is assuredly the most precious.
The one thing unexplainable.
Sure, we have chemicals in our brains,
but what about the one who has no brain.
Eternally wise, yet not physically existent.
…as of now.
I’ve tried to reason. I’ve tried to know.
I’ve questioned sovereignty.
Am I a speck, and God a Horton?
Is there an ulterior motive?
No, circle the F.
Reason and discernment combine.
Everything cannot be relative.
There has to be one absolute.
One that encapsulates every ****** thing.
Physically, Historically, Emotionally, Psychologically, Scientifically, Philosophically, Eternally, Literarily, Spiritually, Logically, Relationally, Mortally, Politically,
In every blessed realm of existence,
there must be one common absolute.
And guess what?
That Absolute knows me.
He loves me.

This morning I woke to find everyone lonesome and left behind.
I looked around; everyone was blue, not knowing what they should do.
In this moment I felt sad, wondering what was so wrong and bad.
They said that things were worse than ever, “Never smile, never-ever.”
They said Happy left them in twenty-ten, “Haven’t seen him since then.”
I thought a moment, then smiled.
 
They asked me how I could smile when current life is so very vile.
I thought to collect my words, and boldly spoke what they had not heard.
“Things aren’t as bad as they look; don’t take my word; look in the book.”
I pointed to the untouched book on the stand, distant, yet at hand.
“How’s that relevant?” they asked, “we’re in the present, it’s in the past.”
Yet a moment more, I smiled.
 
I picked up this book, which was scarcely opened but one day a week.
I flipped through the familiar pages; hadn’t been cracked in ages.
I set it down, wanting not to preach, even having freedom of speech.
“How could I explain all this to them?” I thought; easy this was not.
I looked around, all eyes were on me; I knew then, I could not flee.
I took a breath and smiled.
 
 
I knew they would not listen, if they just saw a stuck-up Christian.
I searched for something which they could relate, then gave it to them straight.
“It’s beyond mere religion; in fact, religion’s just a smidgen.
“A relationship (what a concept!) is what God is looking for.”
I know all you see is preaching but hold these words close: God’s reaching.
Yes, I couldn’t help but smile.
 
“That book on the stand, is meant for much more that showing you you’re ******.
“Yes, this may be true, but there is hope: so much hope, hope through and through.
“It’s a love story;” I said, “God gave life, when mistreated, and bled.
“All of this for the sake of you; he loves you so much; this is true.
“Now all he asks is that you love him back with love that does not lack.”
Ear to ear, I was smiling.
 
As I left my small foolish daze, I looked around; few smiled; most frowned.
“I know all of this may sound cheesy, but the truth isn’t always easy.”
I knew then, this would not touch all, they saw me as naïve and small.
Well, regardless what others may feel, I know God’s love and God’s real.
He is why I can smile when things look grim, yes I smile even then.  
Yes, and this is why I smile.