We Were All Boys Once

From doubt to amen…

Early mornings rich with the promise of life.Eternity glides forth upon the robin’s wings, into lavender and orange ascension.

My senses awaken — breathing deeply, cool, fragrant air mingling with blossoms in the songs around me.

Aye, though the night brought heavy the struggle, the weighted horizon lifts shadow into color.

What am I? Just flesh and bone, and like every other, always seeking a greater place to call home.

A gentle old man passes me walking his dog — we greet. I remember that we have something in common: we were all boys once.

Wasn’t it all just a moment ago we were fools that we counted as wise?

And as with all things, these created beings — the older we get, the faster it goes.

And now here we are with our joys and our pains, trying to make sense of it in words that never quite hold it.

Who knows what comes next? If there’s a God, I suppose there’s a plan. For now, I’m jumping upon the wings of this given day — continuing to seek, to walk like a man.

My eyes this morning dilate in the sun, a little stronger in my bones, heart pounding a little deeper, striding longer to be someone…

Whom, calling on a Lord whose existence isn’t guaranteed, asking Him to help me share the evidence I see…

Amen.