July 19, 2006

Not Quite Perfect

this is the weight of sadness
the emotion of the fallen
blending into the shadows of truth --
the precursor to the world stealing confidence
in who we thought we were.
we all fall short, yet strive to be first --
(does the striving make you strong?)
winning approval, smiling facades
hiding truth as easily as sin.
(this fortress of matches waits for a flame to pass by)
is your identity humble and weak?
have you forgotten who to fear?
what transparency is --
that God loves us brokenness and all?
it's too easy to pretend our sinfulness isn't there
just like the tears we hide as we turn away

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