April 8, 2008

• God, please break his radio

  God, please break her ipod
  Extract her from her self-imposed cocoon
  She's trying to retreat from the cold harsh world
  She doesn't realize that she is part of the problem
  Open her eyes to the people
  All around her
  Who need her friendship and love
  That she can give to them only if she is secure in God's love for her
  And if You break her ipod
  Or give her enough love to turn it off

  God, please break his xbox
  Spinning illusions of a world more colorful, more vivid, more fun
  Greedily and mindlessly slurping up the hours of his life
  He thinks he is living the better life
  But he is feeding on ashes and missing the hard subtle magnificent joys
  Of reality
  God, please break his xbox
  Or give him a taste for turning it off and living real life, with You and for others

  God, please break their television
  Open his eyes as he sits in front of it every night watching the game
  To see his wife cooking dinner and longing vaguely for the conversations they used to have
  To see his son struggling with his homework only a room away
  To see his daughter wishing she could see his eyes show the same interest in her that he shows
  In the game
  Open her eyes as she talks through the week of the next time she will see Lost or the soap
  And trade in her precious hours for fake laughs and fake thrills
  And wishing for a better husband and mocking the one she has
  God, please break their television
  Or give them the vision to turn it off and weave their family's life together

  God, please break her computer
  Show her that three real friends are better than three hundred facebook friends
  An hour of face to face conversation more memorable than ten pages
  Of instant messages
  An interested conversation with her neighbor more satisfying than an hour of surfing the web
  Taking her little brother out to eat and talk more lifechanging than comparing dresses online
  God, please break her computer
  Or give her the judgment to turn it off and shape history

  God, please break his radio
  Open his eyes to see his daughter sitting next to him in the truck
  Silent
  Longing to deeply talk with him
  But too shy to try compete with the radio
  Besides she's tried before and failed - why seek again?
  And he's tried before and been hurt - why open up again?
  But if only she could see how close they could be if
  If she would try again
  And he would make himself vulnerable
  God, please break his radio
  Or give him the courage to turn it off and engage

  God, please let them see You in your glory
  And forget all amusements and electronic distractions as You fill their gaze
  Teach them to count their days as they slip away one by one until their predetermined number is completed
  And give them delight in the warmth of your beauty and incredibly passionate love that gave up everything for us
  In Jesus Christ

  And me too God, please

   

   

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