No One's Listening

Wait, oh wait, please.
The secrets out,
But no ones listening
No ones listening
The stars are singing songs.
While the moonlight dances on,
But no one’s listening.
No ones listening

But the leaves are rustling
With rumors it’s gonna change
There’s a splinter in my heart
I’m a desperate flame
I’m captured by a glimpse of better days

Time is moving on
But the future and the past
Are keeping me
from meeting you here
Maybe if I lost everything,
if it all could disappear
‘till all that’s left is you here.

Once we get a glimpse of the kingdom of God nothing will ever fully satisfy us.

What Are We Struggling For?

I ask myself this question occasionaly, and I found a poem that comes close to answering that question. Im not too big into poetry but it is definitely something that i find a lot of beauty in, and it really spurs some good thoughts in my head.

"A Future Not Our Own"
by Archbishop Oscar Romeo

It helps now and then, to step back
and take the long view.
The kingdom is not only beyond our efforts,
it is beyond our vision.

We accomplish in our lifetime only a fraction of
the magnificient enterprise that is God's work.
Nothing we do is complete,
which is another way of saying
that the kingdom always lies beyond us.

No statement says all that could be said,
No prayer fully expresses our faith.
No confession brings perfection...
No set of goals and objectives includes everything.

This is what we are about:
We plant seeds that one day will grow.
We water seeds already planted,
knowing that they hold future promise.
We lay foundations that will need further development,
We provide yeast that produces effects beyond our capabilities.

We cannot do everything
and there is a sense of liberation in realizing that.
This enables us to do something,
and to do it very well.
It may be incomplete, but it is a beginning, a step along the way,
an opportunity for God's grace to enter and do the rest.

We may never see the end results...
We are prophets of a future not our own.