SPOKEN WORD: Summer Reflections

Summer for college students is a time of celebration after nine tumultuous months of late nights, early mornings, and endless school work. Summer is a season of rejoicing, but can just as easily be a season of surviving as well. This spoken word talks about the spiritual warfare that takes place within our hearts as we attempt to grow closer to God during the break but also voices the goodness of God’s faithfulness and favor.

 

Summer Reflections done by Learn How To Walk

 

This summer I asked you to give me your eyes

So I could realize what real eyes see life like 

But what you gave me bared something greater

than any Gift I had ever received

Like a carver who ardently chisels away at the stone in front of him

You incised me

With gentleness, kindness, patience, and a multitude of faithfulness

When my deepest threat was that I was too much of a burden for your time

You sought after me

In such persistent pursual

To captivate every ounce of my being

Every tendon, every nerve, every capillary, fiber, and molecular bond that composed my anatomy

You wanted it filled

with perfect love

A no strings attached typed love

A love that’s not envious nor jealous

But a love that lives to reflect who you are.

I was your prodigal son

and you had every right to reject my heart

That was hazy and opaque

Stained to the core with stubbornness and pride

You welcomed me

With arms and eyes wide open

So eager to embrace my foulness

And replace it with joyfulness

Your language is love

And your presence is peace

and It’s not like any peace you can receive from this world

But it’s an addictive presence

That calls my name

day after day

It raptures me

It

Convicts me

Your exposing my rotten and wicked inside

As if heart ache and cringing and weeping collide

As a writer Ive spent so so much of my time trying to write out my own life

But I fail to forfeit my pen

To my poet of peace

and it’s pride thats my crime

Make me Your david,

So that I might seek your face

Let me run for miles

So I may be Slaved to your righteousness

So soon chains of grace would quickly replace

These marks of madness left on my face

City after city

Person after person

Heart after heart

You’re there.

You care

You’re the ransom for many

This summer I asked you to give me your eyes

So I could realize what real eyes see life like

But what you gave me bared something greater

than any Gift I had ever received

You gave me your heart

Not in increments, but in whole

And it changed me.

 

– LCH

 

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