Despite their best effortsOf endless wedding planning,Repeated head countsAnd scrupulous budgets-Reality had outdone them.At the worst possible momentThey found themselvesLacking,In need of a miracle.The jars of wineThat were once overflowingHad now run dry.So Mother MaryMade a request of Jesus,One that would set in motionA public lifeThat would lead to a public deathAnd ultimately a greater […]Read more "Cana"
O to just be happyLiving in this body.To let the sun kiss my faceAnd not just harden it,For the soil to bear up me with kindnessAnd not ruthlessly demand my sweat or my blood,To be held by arms that hold me dearlyIn a world that sees me not as fodder for a corporate machineNor as […]Read more "Black boy joy"
Bubbles, bursts and blasts Of the purest, sweetest water Tumbling out from an effervescent spring Drenching the feet And soaking the jeans Of anyone standing close by, Reducing burdens Quenching fear Swelling freedom. He was increasingly becoming The kind of person Who ate hope for breakfast And drank deep throughout the night Of the joy He’d […]Read more "Joy"
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"