mission

i drove on a sunny fall afternoon

listening to an inspiring preacher

talk about his family roots

roots steeped in

love for God and

love for family

and i wept.

my family is not like that;

we don't celebrate together,

share together,

sacrifice for each other.

we compete,

we strive,

we martyr,

we distance,

creating our own families, communities, religion with non-blood folk.

the legacy needs to be reinvented.

the words of God more closely followed.

the mission lived out.

and then i wondered,

pondering, visualizing, wrestling

with

my life mission

it's spiritual

it's pivotal

it's deep

i know these things,

but i couldn't remember what God has whispered long ago

When i sought.

in agony, in deep sadness, in panic

i wondered.

playing around with pieces of words in my head,

pondering, wondering, musing, managing phrase after phrase

it finally came.

to communicate God in a visual way.