By Cassi Cox
I didn’t know the reality of God
God didn’t dwell
Not near me
Not amidst those I experienced every day
I didn’t see God
Feel God
Know God
Touch God
I was never loved
In a way that showed me that God is real
Present
Active
In us, among us, between us
I knew Pain; Abuse; Self-serving entitlement and taking
Oppression. Exploitation. Objectification.
I knew the world was ugly and unsafe
I knew that people were dangerous
The world was Sodom
unsafe, abusive
outcry seeming to fall on deaf ears
And then there was you
Gentle and kind
Ever present
Settling the storm with a touch and a word
Empathic and humble
Open arms and soft words
Encouraging me to live fully
There was you
Contradicting everything I’d ever known about people
About the world
You
With your never-failing faith
In God
In me
Holding space for my hope
My pain
My joy
My tears
My successes
My fears
There was you
Persistent
Sustaining
Security and Safety
Foreign to me
Hope and Adulation
Shocking to me
Love that never failed
Changing me
Relationships come and go
This change perseveres
Roots my faith
In the reality that God is here
In us
Among us
Between us
Because I saw God in you.
In a world that is constantly dangerous
Scary
And I must protect
Defend
Guard
You are proof
You validate the gospel
Living, breathing, loving proof
That this is real
This is not a fable
Fairytale
Because you exist
Through it all
in the middle of it all
You exist.
I cling to this truth
While the world crumbles around me
abuse
deceit
objectification
oppression
depression
the pervasiveness of self-centeredness
bleeds through
staining everything
everything but you.
You remain a light
A beacon
Hope
Perseverance
Faith
Love. Above All Else.
Love
Because of this
I face tomorrow
Because of this
I stand with confidence
Strong and ready
To bring the kingdom of God
to the darkness of earth
But what happens
if
when
You aren’t safe?
If
When
Your love fails?
If
When
Your light fades?
Where is God?
I cannot see.
It’s hard to hear.
Everything is muffled.
Broken
Bleak.
Can I hold the beacon for you?
For us?
Do you even want to see?
Do I?
Am I even able, now that my foundation is cracked and shaken?
What happens then?
What happens now?
I stand on sinking sand.
Be Bold, Live out Loud
-CC