Praise has one true name,
Love declares to everyone that I know it,
There is one true source of faithful friendship,
And, I am one of his closest companions.
Everyone is rushing around trying to create truth,
Making up new gods every day,
Each built on the dead bones of the previous god,
They are the outcome of stupidity’s foolishness,
Their only response to pain is ignorance,
Their understanding limited to blank stares,
Compassion betrayed by the pursuit of selfish gain.
Eternity’s close knit family know about trust,
Known in the truest form of the rescued soul,
When I was left dangling on the cliff’s edge,
I grasped for anyone to reach down to me,
Desperation sought any false hope,
It was God’s hand that lifted me from the precipice,
Aloneness was sheltered by total trust,
I was never forgotten by God,
He knows the lessons that I needed most,
Using every painful reminder of failure,
As the way to restore the broken life.
Love seeks to discover the gift of abundance,
Most of my day is spent counting my blessings,
Knowing that nothing is trustworthy in this life,
Except what is promised from Eternity’s love,
Love’s voice will not be silenced by death’s wishes,
The hollow croaks of revenge’s threats,
Are overwhelmed by praise’s victory shouts,
Celebrations are all around me,
Welcoming me to join in the party.