I Don'T Think You'D Understand

If I had a shirt like my poem title I'd wear it to work today To answer all the lingering questions Others ask it to my face While other show it in their stares It was a wild night on Saturday They drank and partied beside the born fire As I curled inside my tent Trying to drift away in a far country So they asked How could you miss all the fun If I had enough words I'd tell them I have been invited to a party you have no idea I thought fun was that until I met One who changed My definition of fun I know it is hard for you to see and understand It will be impossible for you to believe in a conviction But when something as big as an encounter with Him hits your life Everything changes Your definition of fun changes And you start longing and looking forward to a feast I have a feast invite you have no clue about. In the corners of my humid tent I am reminded of the encountered that changed my life Trust me, I was there too A wild woman Late nights, strange drinks, strange men I drowned in that life Ohh and I loved it And the morning that came with thundering headaches And a cringe on those memories I walk away limping The Impact left a limp And I no longer walk the same My prayer is One day I'll see you limp And I will know You encountered the Man You encountered Him And he beat the lights off And you realized There is another Way And when He gives you strange cravings I hope you find me still standing Cause I might know of a few joints So the next time they ask Why? How? After much guessing, stammering, blushing, mumbling I hope I will say I have bee invited to a party you have no idea about or I meet Him and he redefined my definition of fun or Ask my shoes. I know it won't make sense He usually don't.