Three Words

How to describe the indisputable idiocy of this brain?

Three words descend,

spoken over thousands of years

by the lips of the Creator.

By these words

the foundations of the world were formed.

Matter gained its substance.

Light made beauty visible.

These words bring to humanity

the very idea of relationship

and the pain of loneliness.

Were it not for these words,

the way would not have been made.

The human heart would be bound by fear.

Fear of abandonment.

Punishment.

Darkness.

Loss.

Hopelessness.

Failure.

Disappointment.

Discontentment.

Helplessness.

Yet the Father speaks three words

that change the course of eternity

and extract hope and freedom from the darkness.

I love you.

But I am convinced that the matter that surrounds my brain

and makes up the object termed ‘skull’ must be formed out of

a substance which is in itself impermeable, impenetrable,

resistant, impassable, barricaded, and all together dense.

Because no matter how often I see the indisputable truth

that these three words spoken from the lips of the Author

are the foundation of all other truths,

I forget.

I find it to be a difficult task

to retain the most precious knowledge

that I could ever be privileged to posses.

Sin has been the core of my nature

since the moment that I came forth,

but never has a moment presented itself

in which God wouldn’t look at me

and utter, like the most adoring Father,

I love you.

If the human mind could fully comprehend

that the King—who alone is omniscient—

loves man like no one else can, in every way,

at every moment, eternal and unchanging,

how then could man turn away from that?

If my imperfect, weak, adulterous, jacked up mind

could come to understand

the depth and height and sheer size

of the indescribable love

that the Lord and Savior of all has for me,

Everest would be nothing, and sin would lose all appeal.