New blood is the wine

I drink to see things I have never seen

It shows a light that is faint

Unknown, yet familiar

I hear a faint text, no voice

Telling me of a mistake

Unrecognized to the heartless

No longer hidden

It haunts me

Oh should I have drank

Now drunken I sit and await

The ending

The result

The solution

The final drop is passed

In the green I hyde

The soul lifts to blue

The rainbow is before me

Though there is no gold here

A lamp stands unlit

It’s light has no power here

It exists simply

To look over the water

A sea of faces is raging

Careless to the land around it

Paying no heed to the struggling life

That is desperate for air

The serpentine looks at me

As if it were a lost friend

Somehow there is a distance now

I know it no longer

The violet stands out

Only surrounded by green

And a faint blur of life

It is robust and loud

It speaks to me

The words are clear

I am with you

Your pain is seen

Somehow after a brief conversation

The contrast fades out

I am once again left

With words that resonate in my mind

The sea still rolls

Life still gasps

I am here

Blind to the message.

Isaiah 5:21
   "Woe to those who are wise in their own eyes and clever in their own sight."

Wouldn't you say that it is impossible to do God's will and follow His plan if you do not know what it is? Often, we see happiness and think, "Oh, this must be of God to be so great and happy!" Many times we let our own cleverness and wisdom over-shadow the blindness and humility it takes to see God's actual path for each of us. If we come helpless, His help is seen. So when we find our calling in ministry, often it is a gift that we have over-looked due to its insignificance to our personal lives. Perhaps some of our calling is not necessarily to be a working part of each individual ministry that exists, instead, some of us exist to know about various ministry needs and the lack of God's people and be able to connect others with their individual talents to a ministry suiting to their gift of service. Maybe my job isn't to build a house, instead through my passion for those in need, search for someone who has been given that as a gift and let them make that their service. Maybe my service is connecting others who may serve each other in the talents specifically given to them and thus serving the Kingdom altogether in a whole new way. Maybe hands on isn't everyone's calling! Service is so dynamic! 

The day we, as a people with a pre-destined purpose to serve others, realize that who we are is but a one time genuine copy of who we accept ourselves to be, is the day we can start walking on a revolutionary path to be the reflection of holiness. We musn't accept ourselves as anything less that a satisfactory fulfillment of the privileged task we have from God. "Go forth in to the nations, and teach them of me.."When we acknowledge that it is not acceptable to poorly ignore this task, we will capture a never before seen glimpse of grace that flows from the heart of God. There is only one thing that defies the laws of gravity, physics, and science, pharmaceutical theories, business ethics, economic patterns, trauma and response from natural disasters, hate, violence, and hunger. That is a genuine passion for those who have not experienced the grace of God. When is this passion possible? When we shatter our mirrors and replace them with transparent lenses to see the world and not ourselves!