procrastination.....is the Devil?.......

Subtle distractions
Overwhelming self awareness
Aimless wondering
Inner bantering
Mirror dialogue
Miscellaneous to-dos and to-finds
all the while fully aware of the most expedient thing
Who then can we blame for procrastination.......
the devil.....by no means!
We choose to procrastinate in light of pressing matters
seeing the finish line we choose to
stop
rest
play
explore
never finishing only fantasizing about an avoided reality
Time is stolen
Perspective lost
Health tried
Wealth wasted
Emotional security....plundered
It's greatest danger is that we choose distraction in light of the more pressing matters
No one has an excuse for this.......
It is like a snake moving trough tall grass
Unsuspecting
You there with a false sense of security........
Walking past the shed that houses the mower.....day after day.......
Captivated by the trees, the past, clouds, and relationships
Grass now to your knees and serpent to your chaff.......
Who is to blame.......
The devil that bit you.......
God for not warning you......
that nagging reminder that whispers cut the grass......
How long till we learn our lesson......
how long till we heed your counsel ......
Have mercy on me......a procrastinator

Being Present

It's amazing how present a person becomes when you begin to speak to them
The realities of not being alone and being present to someone can be quite different
Something so natural yet powerful happens when we acknowledge a person
Speaking to the one we would rather avoid
There is somewhat of a snapping back into reality that occurs
One crawls out of the inner place of dialog and suspicion of the unknown into the here and now
it is as if all the thoughts and perceptions conceived in that inner place become shallow and hollow at best
I was literally struck by the sense that I am not alone as I spoke with my roommate whom I had been avoiding and ignoring
A common sense that ought to never escape me especially since my roommate is visible
In that moment I became fully aware of his presence and mine
The reality of sharing a space became real again, it was no longer this divided room but our room
How insane it is to live alone when you have a roommate

To see you

How desperately I need to see you in the eyes of my brothers
Hear your voice in their's
feel your touch through them
the psalmist says "I would have fainted lest I experienced the goodness of the lord in the land of the living"
I say i would have fainted lest I experienced the goodness of the Lord through the touch of one just like me.
 Much hope is birthed from the touch of a fellow wretch A person aware of their unclean lips and the people they dwell among
 Receive the ministry of my body you say....for you can not receive me without my body...receiving my body is receiving me........
A wise man once said that through Christ's humanity the disciples had to see his divinity... may it be so amongst your people
through scars and open wounds, through blindness and lameness, may your divinity be seen
 help me to gaze into the eyes of your people and in that place peer into yours

As I conclude these song lyrics ring within:

"this mouth will taste
these lips will sing
of all our loss
to gain a king
this fellowship
forged in the flood
we eat your flesh
we drink your blood"

 I can hear more clearly now......"this is my body broken for you, take and eat........."