2020 came and is almost gone.
What's your encounter in 2020?
Many saw the death of their loved ones and did not get the chance to see them one last time.
Others see their business failing. King Solomon, one of the wisest person ever lived said "Invest in seven ventures, yes, in eight; you do not know what disaster may come upon the land."
Individual lives and marriages crumble under the pressure lockdowns and prolonged stay home restrictions. Existing cracks exposed. Revealing what is raw in the gut.
I see myself gravitating to the familiar. Creating meaningful work. Dreaming bigger dreams. Trying to pivot my work and maximise my contributions. Then to realise that these are desperate attempts to camouflage my insecurities. Opioids to dumb my senses. Crunches to hide my handicaps. "VANITY" King Solomon pronounced.
What's your encounter in 2020?
20/20 vision. That's the standard for perfect eyesight.
The poem encapsulates the transformation work that happens when a friend of mine took time for a personal retreat. He had the courage to encounter himself. And God showed up while he sat on a swing.
Awaken
As I sat on the swing to reflect.......
Awaken to the fact
There’s something that I lack
A great pretender all my life
Just that it’s all a lie
I buried my disappointment
Every living moment
Always cheerful never down
I just put on my face of clown
My marriage failed
My career stalled
My family ‘s broken
My life felt stolen
Life directionless
Life’s a mess
Wrongly accused, problems with no end
Instead of God I just pretend
Where’s God and
When will it all end
To be fair
Even That I pretend
Looking back
I see the invisible hand that direct
Through it all , if not for your hand
Today I could never stand
You were there protecting
My family and everything
Ensuring that even in despair
Hope abounds you were always there
Praise you Lord for your grace
To escape my mess and disgrace
And for your protection
Arise complete restoration
Show me Lord my dreams
Now that I am awake
Open up my path
So that I can become ...
Who you want me to be
Poem by EL, 28th November 2020
Until you are ready to encounter yourself, will you encounter GOD.
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