Friday, August 16, 2019

Plugged In

My God is Light and thus in Him
There is no dark
At all.
But what His brightness found in me
Was shadows
On the wall.

He shined Himself 
Upon my heart;
At last I saw the Light
I fell in Love
He turned me on
And sent away the night.

I glowed with glory
Fully His
He loved me, and I knew
That everything He says is right
And all His words 
Are true.



Quite like a lightbulb
Fully lit
Turned on 
Electrified - 
I was plugged into God my Source
My All, He would provide.

But then the darkness 
Of the world
Crept up to my back door
I opened it a crack
And then
My lightbulb shone no more.

Gone was the sparkle
In my eyes
I groped to find my way
I asked, 
Is darkness stronger,
Lasting longer?
Holding greater sway?

But as I groped
I filled my soul
With thoughts about The Light.
I thought of how He 
Speaks one word
And black turns into white.

And how He just said 
“Let there be”
And then, there was - so bright.
And in my dark, confusing room
I asked Him for the Light.

In quiet, gentle steps
He came
And visited my room 
With tender words
He spoke to me;
Hope 
Chased away my gloom.

“Plug into Me!” 
He kindly said,
“This secret’s yours this hour:
If you unplug, 
Your light goes out;
I am the Source of Power.”

And when I plugged
Back into Him
Receiving strength and grace
The light of love
Sourced from Above
Shone brightly on my face.

The darkness of 
The world outside?
It needs a light like mine
So, plugged into the Power Source
God-helping-me,
I’ll shine.


August 15, 2019