TRINITY. . .

THE SERIES

The Father

# 1  a tired amen

“repent for the kingdom is at hand”
you know
i heard myself say amen
and then i realized how
jaded and tired it was
it was said in such an offhand way
as if He owed me something
as if what He has given me does not matter
as if He has not given me life
breath
health
strength


why am i too tired to 
say amen with
verve
unction
because i gotta work for every dime i get
what happened to trusting and believeing in Him
standing firm on the fact that
“He is an ever present help in the time of
trouble”


can He not handle everything/anything?

“that sister in the corner talkin bout me. . .”              
that car payment that is almost past due. . .
that feeling of oppression
that feeling that no body loves me
that hole in my heart 
because there is not someone to hold me


He can hold me
if i let Him.
He can pay my bills, 
if i let Him.
He can
and He will. . .
if i let Him.

the Holy Ghost is the wind beneath my wings


“Holy Ghost don’t leave me,
Holy Ghost don’t leave me right now.  .  .”
i remember my granma singing that song when
i was young, 
sittin' in church, not really because i had to be
but because it was tradition and 
church was something a pk/pw/pf did; 
(i.e., preacher’s kid, preacher’s wife, preacher’s family)

now,
i know differently.
the Holy Ghost is not only my comforter, 
it is the wind beneath my wings

when things get so bad
the body gets so tired 
the soul gets so weary 
it is not instinct 
it is not adrenaline that keeps me going
it is the Holy ghost

sometimes my soul feels like it has a hole in it
and my energy/psyche is seeping out
the HG kicks in and reminds me to 
pray,
to recharge my spiritual battery

when i feel like i am drowning in a sea of difficulties
and my heart is so deeply wounded
the HG kicks in and reminds me that 
He is my ever present help in a time of trouble

the HG lifts me up when i am down
comforts me when i am troubled
helps me heal my broken heart
speaks to my Father
when i am at a loss for words

“Thank you, Thank you,
Thank God for you,
the wind beneath my wings.  .  .”