Oct 2014
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.
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.
