For Lack of Courage

Dan sits across the room,
his voice a confident warrior
for his atheism, while
I hear the cackle of invisible
chains at his feet.

His hopeless words
emit a fume of desire that
make my heart ache;
thirsting words that
look for a challenge.

They crave a taste of Truth,
but from my side of the room,
I have no mane.

My volume
doesn’t adjust itself,
as I keep the Truth
from dancing notes;
I keep the Truth
on blank ledger lines
that my tongue cannot sing.

For fear, the ship withholds
its cargo like selfish treasure
when Dan stands at the dock,
waiting.

Deep blue yearning looks me
in the eye, as he speaks.

He denies You to them,
but he watches me as if hoping
I will silence the trembling
that is like nervous white noise
ringing in my ears
and give him the key
he is looking for.

A note: I pray that we all might find courage in the Lord and speak of His love to all. Often times we fear what others might think of us instead of what God thinks of us. There are so many people who are looking for a new direction, and we are here to help them know His Grace. I pray that we can all overcome our silence. We’ve covered our mouths with sieves wrought by fear. “If God is for us, who then can be against us?” (Romans 8:31). “That is why we can say without any doubt or fear, ‘The Lord is my Helper and I am not afraid of anything that mere man can do to me’” (Hebrews 13:6).

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~ by Jenna Martin on February 18, 2010.