Dust

 Inspired by a sermon "Paradise Now" by Dr. Tim Mackie

I am creature 

I am disillusioned 

Dying out here 

Living on borrowed breath

Listening to the lies 

Holding onto my tomorrows 

I am forgetting why I’m here 

I am running out of time 

It’ll all be taken away from us

But I don’t want to believe that today

Is the mystery of grace 

More overwhelming than

The fear of failure?

I’m deciding what’s good and bad 

On my own terms 

A cascade of cause and effect 

Will be our end 

Is there really 

A reality more real than 

My manipulating version 

Of what is and isn’t 

Could it be 

That a reality more real and 

Fundamental to my being

Is calling my name 

Could it be 

This reality is 

a Person 

Calling my name?

Paradise is now 

Out here in the wilderness 

There is a gift of delight 

Undeservedly 

For you

For me 

For even me

There is 

a rescue 

in the arms 

of the suffering Servant 

Who became for me

What I perpetually fail to be