Where is God?

Where is God,

 When the Twin Towers fell,
When pain is unending,

 When people go through hell?

 Where is God, 

 While suffering prevails, 

 While cancer rules the wards, 

 While physical strength fails? 

 Suffering comes from will,

 Which we are free to choose, 

 Which made in our self interest, 

 Will cause us to lose. 

 Pain comes from life, 

 While beauty surrounds us, 

 While our own breath confounds us, 

 Which is the effort of strife. 

 God does not act, 

 Within lights and in shows, 

 Behind the canvas of life, 

 Is the magic he sows. 

 Where are God’s miracles?

 Do not look to the skies, 

 They are closer than you think, 

 Look into my eyes. 

 Now look all around you, 

 Is it part of a plan? 

 God’s love shines the brightest, 

 When through human hands. 

 Suffering is a stage, 

 Unlike any other, 

 Yet the miracle from God, 

Is He gives us each other.

 We are creatures of effort, 

 Love’s acts  prove this true, 

 When I am looking for God, 

 I need just look at you. 

Piercing of The Veil

 Energy, which can neither be created or destroyed, is known to 

have the potential of piercing through our physical reality to others recognized

by physics or theoretical physics.  Likewise, love is an energy which may pierce

through the physical world to the spiritual.  This has been felt by people of 

faith throughout time since the greatest act of love not only pierced the veil,

but tore it in half.

This world is an illusion,

Just a veil before our eyes,

A persistent illusion for certain,

As Einstein himself once described,

For he told us all matter is energy,

Atoms being mostly empty space,

Confirming a truth about love,

Which Jesus once spoke in this place.

Jesus said what we do for others,

Are things being done unto Him,

For this convincing veil of reality,

With love becomes paper thin,

When this energy pours from the heart,

Actions of love will pierce through,

To God creating life from the start,

Confirming what is real and true.

When the piercing comes from His hand,

We see miracles occur in our lives,

For His magic flows through our weak hands,

What seemed impossible comes true in our eyes,

We may feel lost past the veil in the darkness,

Though the stars confirm truth in the night,

For fear is the illusion in darkness,

The clear truth is we are found in His light.

The great gift you can give in living,

Is the gift given without regard to your pain,

When you reach out in spite of your sufferings,

The life He pours upon you is gain,

For God’s own Son took joy in His suffering,

Saving our lives being the result of the plan,

Tearing the dark veil between God and us,

Through the piercing love placed in His hands.

Homeless Kings

 Dan, a friend and co-worker spoke of the warriers of

the Mongolian empire as "Homeless Kings".  As soon 

as he spoke that term, I saw a wonderfully different application!

Each is an heir,

To a kingdom unseen,

Brother and sisters,

Walking the Earth,

With magic of heart,

Energy flowing,

Authority of life,

The energy of love,

Which came at a price,

For the King sent his Son,

To begin the great flow,

With time being illusion,

And space the question,

What had a beginning,

Has no known end,

For energy is transformed,

Becoming beauty in reality,

Communication the key,

Sharing soul to soul,

Fire to fire,

Heart to heart,

Restoring hope,

When all was lost,

Restoring peace,

When all was pain,

Restoring reason,

Where insanity reigned,

For the King walks with us,

In each heart burning,

For His love yearning,

Giving definition to life,

As life defies defining,

And so we walk the Earth,

The Homeless Kings,

Knowing reality,

For all wishing to know,

Home is forever.