A few months after Hurricane Katrina I went to New Orleans and while driving the first thought that came to my mind, seeing the damage that had occurred, was the scene in the Lion King after the fall of Mufasa; Lifeless, dead, empty, lonely, barren. Chaos in a moment of stillness; fear in a moment of peace. I wrote this piece thinking about how often we exude these exact emotions. How our lives can be so full of value and growth but then a shift occurs (death, breakup, foreclosure, divorce, repossession, tornado, hurricane, diagnosis, abuse etc.) and we are left in ruins. Voices shattered. Heart beats silent; yet we attempt to live this lie. #nomakeup Be renewed. God sees what you’re going through and He won’t leave you stranded after a stampede calling out, “Father, Father.” He hears you.
Heads up!
#PressOn.
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| Post Hurricane Katrina |
Tree of Life
Trees in the winter look like an elephant’s grave yard,
in which the King Lying, has barked away enough leaves,
only to stay.
And I yell out the wrong plays in order to get to the right place.
I spray you with mace so your reaction won’t be late.
I wipe away the tears from my ears because
until you stop beating my drums,
I will never be able to hear.
Your face creates a line of sweat across your hairline because
They’re not even sticking with your sap…
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