This is what I wrote at a Generations of Virtue conference "Culture Shock" by Riverlife Church. This is not because of the GOV team but because of the typical public school teenagers I saw around me.
The world is bustling about me,
Noise and din hurts my ears,
My heart aches--I'm so different;
But my heart rejoices,
And my chains are lifted--
This world is not my home!
Yet these people are God's people,
They are my brother's and sisters,
Sigh, my heart sinks to the ocean deep.
Why am I so weird?
Yet God made me like that,
But is what I'm doing what God wants?
Thoughts swarm as I
Try to contemplate.
As I write, my hearrt is stilled.
My Love is the Lord.
Of course, I'm not supposed to be like them,
But so different?
O Lord, I pray,
Teach me your way,
Help me discern truth and lie.
O Lord, I love my siblings,
But I just wish they were different?
I don't understand even myself!
But I take heart O Lord,
That You know me more than I do myself.
Be still my soul, the Lord is on thy side.
My heart was in turmoil but is rested,
But now I waver again.
O Lord, help my soul find rest in You,
In Your word, the only strong shelter.
--18 Feb 2012
