Yesterday I got to deliver a spoken word at Seacoast’s Mount Pleasant Campus and I had a blast. The poem that I shared is one that I wrote around 6 years ago, but it still has a ton of relevance for me. Here are the words…

The task seems too great to relate or consider….the time has come to pull the trigger….yet we find ourselves standing in front of insurmountable odds and giants of the unseen world…..we feel hurled into a fight we know nothing about….now is the time of desperation when counting on God is no longer an option it’s a must…trust cannot be manufactured….it must be born and implanted…Throughout time a battle has existed and persisted…..the casualties are numerous and cannot be listed or counted but they shall not be discounted… we’ve been endued with supernatural ability and power to capitalize on this our final hour….our moment has arrived and it is divine….the moment is here and its yours and its mine….what direction shall we take….how shall we proceed…..to begin with we must humbly concede that our understanding cannot contain or maintain the scope of the task….we must not mask our frailty or weakness for it will be used as strength in the eternal hands that carry out the eternal plans that crash into human existence from a dimension unseen…..the eternal dream proceeds and arrives……it dives into our imagination from the source of all life….dear Savior let it convict us like a knife…let it rip out our pain and strife….let it bring revolution and victory to the hearts of your precious children…sons and daughters of grace….let it reconcile creation to behold your face that all may know the secret place where you dwell….our hearts swell with praise as our hands raise to bring you fame and renown….our crown we lower and cast at your feet….again and again we repeat our thanks….our story of your glory!

One of the reasons I love this poem is because it accurately reflects how I feel on most days….overwhelmed. There is a lot that I feel called to and yet, I’m acutely aware of the fact that apart from God’s grace, it just ain’t gonna happen. That’s where the poem starts…”we feel hurled into a fight that we know nothing about.” What I love about the Christian life however, is that it doesn’t end there. That’s where the poem goes in the second half. “The eternal dream proceeds and arrives….it dives into our imagination from the source of all life.” It’s God’s dream…it’s his power…it’s his vision that compels us to fight. A Christian is someone who should be living in levels of increasing victory and yet, have in their spirit a deeply embedded humility as they realize that it is not their power that is carrying them.

One of my favorite quotes is by Watchman Nee and he said, “Christianity is not the removal of weakness, nor is it merely the manifestation of divine power. It is the manifestation of divine power in the presence of human weakness.” That pretty much sums it up. I hope that encourages you this week. Here’s the video of the spoken word I delivered yesterday. Have a great week!