Noise

Unmanaged thoughts
Discord in the head
Through all the mind pollution
It’s the Word that must be heard
Cluttered hearts
Blind eyes
Political correctness
In place of the prize
If they move it
From the doorpost
Of every governing place
The Word of God
Lives in the heart
Of His Faithful race
No color code
No barricade
No legislative sneer
Can take the place
Of the Holy Spirit
Drawing us more near

© Cheryl Farris- INTERNAL NOISE: Chaos to Christ

The Roots

My blackness is no tower and no cathedral,

It delves into the deep red flesh of the soil.

Hooray for those who never invented anything

Who never explored anything

Who never discovered anything!

Hooray for joy, hooray for love

Hooray for the pain of incarnate tears.

- Unknown