Just the Two of Us

These miracles you are searching for can’t be found inside the prideful speak of mock saints.
They aren’t messengers of God.
Their wisdom won’t lead to solutions.
These wars you fight inside of your head and heart make me weep.
God is light. God is love.
Demons play off our desire to play the alpha hero and make ourselves into glorified deities.
We must watch our tongues. We must not mock him.
He is perfection and we are a temple constantly under his construction.

You seek perfection when there is no fire in your soul.
You walk around with your head up in clouds thinking glory is worth more than eternal salvation.
You obsess over power and gold.
The sickness you’re suffering from has taken the world by storm.
The entire globe has been consumed by greed.
The desolation has scattered families, friends, and turned loved ones into strangers and even mortal enemies.
I watch as people pick up the sword to resolve their differences.
The world is on the edge of a bottomless cliff.
I mourn the freefall we are about to begin.

The sun shines over us like God’s love it’s always there for us.
I am troubled by all this unnecessary suffering.
I wonder if I could be the world’s advocate to Heavenly Father.
If one person is righteous enough to save us all, like Lot, begged for Sodom, Like Jesus, sacrificed his life to atone for all mankinds sins;
would I be able to do enough to heal the wounds of this generation?
I am nowhere near perfection.
The absence of God upon the people’s hearts saddens me.
I want to help, but I am unsure how to start.
I begin now, with me, and you. I change just us two.