Prescott has been through a lot these last several weeks. We can either return to how we were- apathetic, uninvolved, dispersed – or we can grab the flame and let it light our souls. To God be all the glory and honor. A poem:
A city so filled with apathy
We’ve forgotten who we are
Living our lives as it comes
Scared to reach for things afar
It’s easy not to care
Build walls between us and pain
Don’t ask for too much
From hope our hearts refrain
But then something happens
Like a flicker in the night
It feels too good to be true
But, God, it feels so right
The flicker lights our barren land
And briefly for a moment
We see shadows of another soul
And remember our descent
We have a choice to make now
We could run and hide
Afraid to get too close
Because the stakes are just too high
Or, we can grab a candle
Catch the flicker and make a flame
With trembling hands, move closer
Tell people more than just our names
We can share our pains and heartache
And maybe then we’ll see
That life makes much more sense
When we’re in community
Push down all the walls
Let God guard our weary hearts
Give it up to Jesus
And He’ll heal our broken parts
Now life is just around the corner
I can smell it in the air
I can feel it in our beating hearts
I can hear it in our prayers
Fan the flame that started
Til it consumes our very bones
We’ll burn so bright and brilliant
That it makes the darkness groan
Darkness cannot consume the light
It’s power is too weak
It thinks it has a fighting chance
But will diminish with a shriek.
Written By: Bethany Steinmann
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