“You look tired today”
That’s a sure way to say to a girl: ‘You look like a monster with the black plague,‘ bags scarring your face; ‘You look different today,’ as though a changing exterior says something about who you are, about your worth, which doesn’t change, as it is found in the One who is constant, who remains the same regardless of the day or the face or age … the One who is worthy of all praise, who knows your true name, and calls you “Grace”, “Beloved”, “Son”, “Daughter” – not “Face”, “Tired”, “Appearance”, “Performance”.
In tiredness is truth.
The slowing down of the world.
The vagueness of reality.
The breakthrough of light and sense.
The stimulation to waking wonder.
I haven’t put pen to paper for a while
Maybe thats why my mind runs a mile
They’re oriented in reality
Are they really dreams?
They’re extensions of me
Expansions of events
They’re dreamt instead
Driven by feelings and anonymity
Present yet presence
In a wave
When you’re washed into the sea
Swept up into a narrative that isn’t you
Ah, the mind
Ah, the muse
The eyes, the lines
The tired mind
The eyes are silky underneath
A lack of sleep
Smoothed due to the tear drops
They were temporal though
They didn’t last
They fell down,
Wash away my mask
Just a child
Running for the Father
A million miles
- Good Good Father – Chris Tomlin
- How He Loves – David Crowder Band
- Relentless Pursuit – Kim Walker-Smith, Skyler Smith
- Lord, I Need You – Chris Tomlin
- Oceans (Where Feet May Fail) – Hillsong United
- Called Me Higher – All Sons & Daughters
- It is Well (Live) – Kristene Dimarco, Bethel Music