“When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.” – 1 Cor 13:11-12
Sometimes, it seems as though, even though I have the Word of God, I can’t seem to understand it. Seeing God through his Word sometimes can seem like looking into a foggy mirror. But I don’t think this is God’s fault, but mine. Too many of my own sins, my own desire, taints the message that I’m reading. Or, perhaps, I have not yet matured in an area to grasp the concept. Even though, as I mentioned last week, Jesus has brought light into the world, he lets us grow into it. He transforms us slowly. But, I know that one day I will be united with him and perfected. In the mean time, I try to serve God and grow to spiritual maturity.
Kenneth Mick III
November 22, 2013
What has happened to you and me,
Us, them, society?
From our Father’s path we’ve strayed,
And His creation we have set ablaze.
Listen now, you and I,
And attend the world’s cry.
[Note: August 29, 2016 – While I don’t disavow this poem, I now think that the imagery does have troubling aspects because of the real-life history of colonialism and the misuse of religion in exploitation and conquest. Just please keep that in mind.]
They who have ears to hear, let me tell a parable of sorrow and tears:
A woman walked blind, her sight blurred, a medicine man claimed he could help her.
He chanted and called, hemmed and hawed, but still the women walked in dark.
Treatment was to no avail, his vain attempts would not prevail.
Cruel regimens and painful treatments, magic charms and foul ointments, no remedy could be found.
This life is such pain.
The vile stench of it fills my decaying nostrils
as it wafts upward to heaven in wretched waves,
An affront to the God I so despise