Do I Know You?

Meeting someone for the first time-

Shake their hand, they look in my eyes.

Eyebrows wrinkle and their nose crinkles-

Have we met before?

Well…

Maybe not specifically me,

But you have met Jesus,

And I am his homie.

Sometimes I look like him,

Sometimes maybe not so much.

But he sent me.

I am sure of this.

Everything

Happens

For a

Purpose.

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Brown

Love is red
Hot
Fast
And passionate.

Love is yellow
Deep
Soulful
And faithful.

Love is green
Outward
Intentional
And neighborly.

Love is blue
Dark
Automatic
And familial.

Red +
Yellow +
Green +
Blue =

Brown.
Dried blood.
Hard labor.
Commitment.
Sweat + tears + dirt + work.

Love is brown.

Reckless Faith

I tend to leap before I look- stand out on the ledge;
While committees make plans, my feet have left the edge.
Jumping off cliffs without knowing what’s below,
People say I’m foolish, that I don’t think before I go
Off on a tangent or plow full-speed ahead.
Not merely rash or reckless, I consider it trust instead.
I may dive off a precipice where most would see no hope,
But I have confidence- I know who holds my rope.

Immanuel and I  tromp through life together,
Turning over tables, dining with the sinners.
Never accused of being tepid or lukewarm,
We rush unarmored into battle, laugh at the storm.
Going, doing, serving– action verbs abound,
Not sitting in a pew, our running feet hit the ground.
Traveling through this crazy world, lighting it on fire,
Burning down the bridges, balancing on the wire.