Don’t you hate it when you realize that you just checked Jesus out at the door?
No I don’t mean “oh hey Christ-looking good”-that’s just weird,
I mean when you ignore him-thinking something else will satisfy you more.
You talk to him, cry with him, learn of his goodness while sitting at his feet,
And then all of a sudden your cell phone rings, it’s time to go
There’s someone more important to meet.
And though you know He is the only one who truly knows you, and time ignoring him is a waste
You’ll spend hours of your day, living and thinking as if he doesn’t exist
Only when it’s convenient actually seeking his face.
And I hate this about me, and I’m sure you hate it about you.
Why can’t I embrace and live the reality of a relational omnipresent God
Instead of just being who I want to be and doing what I want to do.
I don’t want hours to go by when I don’t even think of Him.
I don’t want to make decisions or have conversations without His input
Thinking that my own worldly wisdom can do on a whim.
Because frankly, I’m an idiot. Forgetful, sluggish, weak-just to name a few.
And so when I depend on my own strength and understanding
I just make a mess of things or can never follow things through.
And every time I do that, every time he isn’t a part of my convo, evening, or plan
I know I’ve just squandered an opportunity to experience true delight and flourishment
Instead wasting heart and effort on what? The approval of sinful, mortal man?
So I have to constantly realign my sin-soaked, selfish heart, my wandering focus and my gaze
And when I’m in the word, I have to plead to the Holy Spirit
to help me keep His glory and majesty present every minute of every day.
Because the truth is that the best, happiest, fulfilled we’ll ever be the side of glory
Is when we are steadfast in knowing, showing, devoting, delighting, proselytizing, obeying, appreciating, consecrating,
and resting in the beauty of our God and the grace of his gospel story.
(This poem started as a rap because I have a secret desire to be a rapper for a day…but it is much harder than I originally anticipated! Also, I am rhythmically challenged so this little poem is just going to have to do!)