Blatant joyUnabashed glee andUnrestrained merrimentAre surprisinglyHard to sit with.Often off putting.Even in bad taste sometimes.It’s as though one’s mind is asking“How can you be so happyIn a world of so much brokenness?How can you still be like a childIn this way?’’Christian joyIs not escapismOr tone deaf positivity,Or reserved for the short windowsWhen life is going […]Read more "Happy clappy"
Isn’t riddled with insecurityScrolling on a screenLooking for meaning,Pining for designer clothesAnd ‘summer bodies’Racing up the corporate ladder,The real youIsn’t exhausting your yearsPlaying catch upCompensating for childhood traumas,Proving people wrong,Building statues in honorOf your coping mechanisms,Holding onto whatever you can find in this lifeFor fear that there’s nothing else,Chasing after more and moreAnd finding less […]Read more "The real you"
Joy,Unlike milkIsn’t so greatWhen its skimmed.Its like trading inA queen for a pawn,Choosing a careerOver choosing a life,Putting together experiencesBut never quite coming alive,When your diaryHas little spaceFor actual enjoymentOf a given season,But plenty of timeFor complaining about it.Joy helps us savour the daysAnd gives colour to the moments,Joy should not be skimmed-Not light and […]Read more "Skimming Joy"
Is often the hardest thing to say.It takes up so much real estateIn your mind, yetYou’ve become accustomedTo suppressing it,Brushing it off,Kicking the can down an endless road,Only to find that the you’re kicking itDeeper into your psyche,Where its taking rootAnd changing your mental landscape.And though the wordsMay never be found on your lips,They speak […]Read more "The thing you most need to say"
Happiness looks a lot likeLetting go of expectations.It tastes like making friendsOut of bitter enemies.It smells like trust.It rhymes with communityIts in the same class as forgivenessAnd it goes on vacation with having a good sense of humor.When happiness seems out of reachThe next best thingIs to reach for its neighbors.Read more "What happiness is like"
It is not wiseNor is it sustainableTo endure difficult thingsOut of guilt,Or obligation.Life is complicated,Confusing at timesConvoluted.It’s one thing to want to be somewhereBecause its the best you’ve encounteredAnd have no real reason to complain,Quite another when you areAgonizing,Suffering to do the right thing.Jesus sweated bloodWhen faced with the prospectOf what it would takeTo love […]Read more "Staying for the right reasons"
Its not that our handsWeren’t scarred,Or our burdens notHeavyNor our path notRocky-Its that we foundReasons for joyAlong the way-Things we refusedTo neglectSmall sparksWe insisted on fanningInto flame.Joy came slowlyCautiouslyHaltingly,But it came.Not quite as expectedYet undeniably palpable.Some of the best joysCome slowLike a hard-earnedGiggle from an infantOr a long awaited betrothalFinally taking place.Joy came slowlyBut its […]Read more "Slow Joy"
University at eighteenStraight As but with a social lifeDream job straight outta schoolMarried by thirtyFirst home within a year of thatHolidays in distant placesFriends in high placesPerfect kidsThe best schoolsEarly retirement-Fill in the blanksWith your recipe for yourFuture happiness.The future is elusive by natureAnd it’s hard enough to perfectly predict the weatherLet alone future bliss.The […]Read more "Future Happiness"
God didn’t waitUntil day number sevenTo say‘Ít is good.’He said it fromThe very first day.Before the seas were teemingWith fishOr the skies punctuatedWith constellations,Or the hills and fieldsWere filled with tall grass and fragrant flowers.No, on that first dayWith having justSeparated light from darkness,He pronounced satisfaction,Happiness,Delight, even.Joy along the wayIs often hard to findBecause we […]Read more "Joy along the way"
Having a mouth full of foodAnd yet craving for moreIs not only gluttonyBut a failure to appreciate the goodness that is available to you.The children of Israel were living throughThe greatest miracle of their lives:The very Creator of the UniverseWas walking with themPlundering their enemiesParting seas on their behalfAnd feeding them the very bread of […]Read more "Craving for ‘more’"