Set Eternity in the Heart of Man

This life is a binary proposition.
The question’s answer is yes or no–
There will not be any modifier–
Merriment and vanity or something more.

Can a man transcend objectivity?
Can I deny that for which I was made?
God has set eternity in the heart of man;
I have not been made the exception.

Only it seems that in recognizing this,
I have been fated to greatness and loneliness
Or offered the obscurity of soft acceptance.
The choice cannot be left unmade.

In separating myself to climb the heights,
I would find myself rejected by those below,
In whom I would otherwise find the appreciation
Of self-congratulation of another who joined the mass.

But this less than madding crowd,
Which seeks solace in self-same company,
Is less than sure of its worth
So that it demands capitulation

From those outsiders who dare
To cause them to feel less than worthy
In their wholly unsatisfactory performance
And woefully inadequate achievement.

For they have decided to rest content,
Hidden away from eternity’s demands,
And hate ever to be reminded of
Their everlasting calling to Truth.

Should I be required to sacrifice the work
Of which I am capable, to which I am called,
Only because others feel themselves incapable
And recognize neither calling nor requirement?

Woe to those who find themselves in good company,
Who have never known the greatness of loneliness,
Who have never made the precious sacrifice required,
And to whom vanity is a comfort.



How do we praise God
From Whom all blessings flow
When the flow has slowed to a trickle?

How can the praise of the Lord be always on my lips
If–though my cup overflows–
My lips remain dry and chapped?

Praise Him all ye creatures here
Far, far below in stature and in understanding
Who have no standing to judge the Sovereign will.

And in all things, give thanks–
Even now when thankfulness is far from my mind
And I’m less worried about giving than receiving.

But ye also praise Him above, oh heavenly hosts.
Is it easier for you than it is for me?
Are you privy to His will or does it affect you less?

Should I still make a joyful noise to the Lord
If I don’t have joy in my heart–
If I find it difficult to believe my own words?

Praise the Father, praise the Son, praise the Holy Ghost
Who in perfect, harmonious relationship
Govern all blessings and curses on creation.

Am I not also called to weep with those who weep?
Lord, lead me as I attempt to understand
How it is possible to marry grief with praise.


My God Transcendent

“Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind…”
What a verse!
What a phrase!
Do you not yet understand?

The I AM–the One who could not be defined but by Himself–
God the Creator,
God the Redeemer,
Gives audience to created man–

The One who told the oceans thus far and no farther,
He who commands the morning.

In highest majesty and power, He reigns in the Heavens,
Holy is His throne,
The Earth His footstool,
And the trains of His robe fill the Temple!

But what King lowers Himself to His peasants’ livelihoods–
To walk with them,
Claim them as His own,
And be claimed by them in return?

What King sends His only Son to be the Savior of His people–
To heal them,
To bring them hope,
To buy their redemption with His own blood?

He who owes no man and to Whom all are beholden promised:
I will be your God,
You will be My people,
And I will make My dwelling among you.

The God of all wonders deigns to come and seek us
To be our Shepherd,
To be Abba, our Father,
To claim us as His chosen people.

The God transcendent, infinitely glorious, and omnipotent:
Above all,
Around all,
And yet I may call Him “mine”.

Conversing With God

I recently had a very long talk with God. We covered every topic I could think of: careers, family, friends, past, present, future, wisdom, knowledge, mercy, grace, love. We spoke for over two hours, without outside interruption, without holding anything back–not that one could–and everything was laid bare. I did not leave the conversation with some great new knowledge of my future or a new understanding of the workings of His grace and mercy. But I did leave comforted–content to know that every single thing we spoke of was in His hands.

Very often, I neglect this opportunity–to commune with our Father. I neglect it because I don’t always see the immediate benefit. I know that if I spend my time reading, I’ll gain knowledge. I know that if I spend my time working out and eating right, I’ll be healthier and look better. I know that if I stay up late talking with a friend, I’ll discover many new wonderful things about them. These are good things, and I want to do them. But then sometimes I look at prayer and say, you know, I could do something else instead.

Actually, my prayer life has been improving in recent years; I think it’s been my area of biggest spiritual growth. I often speak with God for short periods of time throughout the day. I thank Him for a blessing I see that He’s given to me or to the world. I pray for help in times of struggle for myself and for friends and strangers. I pray after committing a sin, asking His forgiveness and for His help the next time I’m tempted to do wrong. But I still do not often spend long periods of time with Him. I admit that it’s hard for me to set aside fifteen, thirty, or sixty minutes to just spend with God.

I am not trying to say that long prayers are better than short prayers, and that if I could be a better Christian by praying for two hours every day. I am also not trying to say that I–or all Christians–have to schedule a lengthy amount of time every day for prayer. But I have recognized the benefits of spending that long period of time alone with God. And if I cannot do that every day, I at least want to do it more often. I just need to be conscious of it, and to be willing to say, I haven’t had a significant time of prayer recently, make time for it, then do it.

I also think this will help keep my view of God in my life in the proper perspective. The more time I spend with Him, the more I remember how weak I am and how strong and able He is. I remember who I am because He reminds me who He is. Maybe all great and precious things are lonely because they think they have to do everything through their own power. Spending more time with God will remind me I can be great because He is great and that I am precious because I am precious to Him.