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This is the section of Strive4Impact.com, where you can read, every day, something I wrote since I was 13 years old (1993).  Some of it's adolescent angst, but some of it is quite good, and I hope you'll agree.  What are we up to now? Currently, my wife and I are traveling the world and blogging our experience.  We may have been somewhere you would like to go, or maybe we could come to meet you?  Either way, you may find our reviews and advice helpful.  Check it out at http://www.CarrieAndJonathan.com

 

« November 1993: On Decisions
/chronicle
Fire in the Sky »

Anointed

ANOINTED
November 1993

Life is strange, When you walk down the street,
seeing the faces, of people you meet.
You seem to see, then look and find,
that not everyone is always kind.

Some people are pushed, and thrown on the ground,
and then you hear the disheartening sound,
of crying and whining, a constant plea,
"Will you help you,
or will you help me?"

You do not want to stay in this place,
so you keep walking, and turn your face.
As you walk to another point,
there's no way to heal, no way to anoint.

You don't look back, nothing you want.
Emotions are hidden, the battle's been fought.
As you see, you look and find,
a homeless waif, you know the kind.

Crouched in a corner, no history,
you see no past, a mystery.

Where he came from, no one knows.
It's up to you
where he goes.

Then he holds out a sign, for all to see,
"Will you help you,
or will you help me?"

you do not want to stay in this place,
so you keep walking, and turn your face.

As you walk,
to another spot,
you feel your stomach tie up in knots.
Pain and remorse for what's left behind,
you're looking for something
you can't find.

You continue to walk
to another point,
no way to heal, no way to annoint

As you find,
you see and look,
a tiny old house
opened like a book.
As you go closer,
there's a force inside.
Pulling you strongly,
you have to abide.
When you go in,
there's a blinding light,
but you are at peace.
You will not fight.
as you let
your eyes adjust,
a wind blows through you,
a chilling gust.
There is no breeze.
An imagination?
but it's still there,
a strange sensation.
A voice says "Calm down.
I do not wish to harm."
"Then why can't I see you?
Hold out your arm."
"I am the one
who has been sent.
(Come all you sinners,
come and repent.)
Sit with me now,
let us talk for a while.
There are so many words
and experiences, my child."
You sit in a chair,
and you talk on end.
suddenly you recognize
your new found friend.
You know his face,
been there all along,
if only you'd seen it,
you could've stopped the wrong.
The saddened street,
the homeless waif,
"Why not go help them,
it's never too late.
But before you go,
I will give you a cross.
It will symbolize
all that is lost,
when people like you
decide not to see
'Will you help you,
or will you help me?'
They don't understand
how much is lost,
when you don't bring others to the way of the cross.
It will also show
renewal of faith,
for people like you,
and the homeless waif.
When given a chance,
you decide to see,
there's few that can help.
One of them's me.

Know that I love you,
now go out and find,
all the oppressed.
Loosen and unbind
the chains and shackles
wrapped on their faith,
that have caused all of them
to go astray.
Go help others
to live life full,
when you're in heaven,
there'll be no toll."

And as he says this,
you know what to do.
You give him a hug,
and tie up your shoe.
You walk through the doorway,
and feel the warm air.
You have a new outlook,
it won't always be fair,
but you don't have to fight
the things that you feel,
you know that God
will help all to heal.
You look at a church,
and hear bells ring.
This is the Earth,
you know one thing.
This is the place,
where you will stay,
and help others 'til your rising day.
You're helping others,
whose lives are in need,
you give them experiences
by planting a seed.
A seed of hope, of faith and of care,
from now on they will share;
The new beginning,
and help others to grow,
because with God,
there's nowhere they can't go.

You see a great unity,
completely jointed,
you're finally healed,
finally anointed.

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