Seeing Beyond the Seen
I had a meeting with a guy yesterday who I have talked with for almost a year. This was our first time meeting in person. If I had met him on the street I may have been inclined to walk to the other side. He is about six foot two a shaved head and tattoos. He looks like he should be riding a motorcycle instead of driving a mini van.
Like many things in life people aren't always what they appear. He seems to value unconventiality, perhaps it allows him to straddle two worlds. There are people he can reach that would probably not talk to me. He is a man of God struggling to determine where God is leading him, making choices. Trying to hear the quiet voice of God. I say a silent prayer for him. God please lead this man along your path, help him to know the difference between his desires and your own. Help him to realize you have equipped him for his new reality. Be a lamp unto his feet.
It seems that I too was not what he expected. Not bohemian enough, I'm conservative in appearance, I don't wear Birkenstock sandals. I look more suited to a business meeting than sitting talking about my feelings. I too value unconventiality, I do not wish to be restrained, I am not fully what I appear. I am a man of God struggling to determine where God is leading me, straining to hear his quiet voice. Sometimes it is hard for me to listen when my own voice is so loud. Maybe someone will say a silent prayer for me. I also need a lamp to guide my feet.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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