There Are Far, Far Better Things Ahead Than Any We Leave Behind

Wake up, breathe deep, there are treasures we must find

In the words of C.S. Lewis, “There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind”

You are far more amazing than you’ll ever realize

Much greater than the world’s pack of lies

People won’t appreciate your hard work, work hard anyway

Sleep deep, dream well, for tomorrow quickly becomes today

You can live fully alive or you can live waiting to die

One is risky and fun, the other safe and a lie

Today move from the victim’s role to the role of creativity

Victim’s look for blame, while others risk new activity

Move from finding someone to blame to finding someone to extol

Move from finding someone to judge to finding someone to know

Try something this week out of your comfort zone

Even when the crowd runs to safety and you are all alone

Being relevant takes more risks, creates more ups and downs

It’s more difficult than popularity, which is easily found

Judging others has to do with low self-esteem and holding a grudge

My job is to offer grace to those the world has already judged

I spend my time creating my own caste arrangement

Though we are far more the same than we are distant

700 million dollars spent on Valentine’s for our pets

While children die for lack of 10 dollar mosquito nets

350 million spent on pets at Halloween

While 50 dollars gives families water that is clean

93 percent of Californians don’t go to church, lack of hope

I’m spending too much time trying to please the 7, lack of scope

God’s biggest desire is to have our presence

I talk about his goodness, too often in past tense

Grace turns quickly to rules and obligations

It turns into committees, methods and gyrations

I pack God in a box, defining him in history

I’ve lost all the awe, I’ve lost all the mystery

Faith is called faith, because we cannot see

Yet we preach less doubt leads to maturity

Angry men, large pulpits bragging what they know

Big words, cliche prayers, it’s all about the show

A deeper understanding of God takes a bigger view

Compassion grows while walking in others shoes

I pray God doesn’t dress like a politician

I pray he doesn’t gossip like a beautician

I hope He laughs at my vain attempts to be perfect

I know He cries when he sees injustices’ effect

God says he is close to the broken-hearted man

He says, when we love them, we love him

A widow’s mite is worth more than a big day on Wall Street

I waste more money in a day, than many earn in a week

I am thinking I’ve just scratched the surface of potential

I’m looking for new storms of grace, drowning in its torrential

Fear comes not from God, it comes from another kind

God give deep love, sustaining power and a sound mind

So wake up, breathe deep there are treasures we must find

Remember the words of C.S. Lewis, “There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind”