Against Hope: a found poem

Found poetry is created by taking words or phrases from an existing source and re-framing them in a new way, using them to say something of your own. It is a kind of literary collage. The poem below was crafted from a sermon I heard that was actually very hope-filled, but at the time I …

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The Way of Hope

Via Esperanza As we sigh toward God don't lose appetite for hope. With our small desires He spins in-breaking beauty. He will do what He intends.

Light Gathered

It is called Sunsetonly when the last sliver dips below the horizonThen, twilight—The long drain off of light.Duskcomes only at His behest,the very last touch.A long night will passlike seeds waiting to shoot up from the ground.Dawn, too,begins only at His call--when the earliest light touches the sky.Again, then twilight,as color gathers before the sun.It …

Embrace

Salvation is not escapeThe prison door swings openbut we walk intolife in excess of what we can manage or control,accepting the consequences.Enter the mess of chaos,no forcing,no bullying.Pay attentionName the gathering,the shards and splinters of broken lives:A face, a rustle in the treesA dragonfly, an old man’s gestureA forced march across a desertThere it is--Work …

Against Hope

Tired of desiring?Do this every day:First, just give into little, lesser hopes.Look for a crack. Resign.Then,feel like you are enlightened.You are awakened (So foolish to hope).Convert other people. Create a fellowship. Your own little church.Don’t build (To build you have to risk, dream)Then,don’t become an atheist. Just keep God at a distance.Create your own wonderful …

Never be Ashamed of Staring

There is nothing that doesn’t require your attention.Anything that helps you to see, anything that makes you lookis at all times an invisible burden you carry toward the limits of mystery.There is something in us that demands the redemptive act,but we have forgotten the price of restoration.Our sense of evil is diluted or lacking altogether.Redemption …

Whole Territory

An island in the sea,squatting lazily before God—We wish He would leave us alone.We wish He would make us do the thing.Wrestling before God,the Great Divide in life.Will I dump myself downAbsolutely?An island in the seamay be the top of a great mountain,but God never coerces.He unravels the struggling truth.He will tax the remotest star …