But There Are Stars

One day a father’s father died. He wept and walked with his son that night. As they walked, his son asked, “How do I become a man?” The father responded, “Follow me to a cross and I’ll show you a Man.” “Who is he?” the son asked. “He is the king of kings.” “How do you know?” the boy questioned. The father told his son to look up and answered with tears in his eyes, “night sky is dark, but there are stars. Bright orbs of light that mock the night. And life is dark but there is Christ, he quenched the sting of death and brings blind sight.” “But Why?!” the son demanded. “There is no why, just what!” “Believe and know why night can’t stop sun’s light.” “Believe and know why death can’t sting God’s might.” “Believe and know why sorrow cannot last and suffering must fade.” “Believe and know why broken hearts are best, yet hearts of steel can’t rise.” “In these dark days of doubt and lies.” “My son, in these dark days of doubt and lies.” “Just know, night sky is dark but there are stars, bright orbs of light that mock the night.” “And life is dark but there is Christ, he quenched the sting of death and brings blind sight.” “He is the author of truth and craftsman of joy.” “Confidant to whores yet sovereign master over strife.” “And soon he’ll come to judge the dead and rule the just.” “He’ll set things right.” “But now my son, right now just lift your hands, let his love grab hold, and let nothing in this sordid lie of life distract from that embrace.” “In these dark days of doubt and lies.” “Believe and know why night can’t stop sun’s light.” “Believe and know why death can’t sting God’s might” “He is the author of truth and craftsman of joy.” “He steals the sting of death and brings blind sight.” “Confidant to whores yet sovereign master over strife.” “He is the king of kings, the Christ.” “Believe on his name, my son, he’ll make you a man.” “Believe on his name and live forever.”