Journal Of A Postmodern Prophet (A Broken Day)

Journal Of A Postmodern Prophet (A Broken Day) June 4, 2014

Many years ago when I was in seminary I was asked to submit an assignment – creating a collection of my writings chronicling my faith journey over the years.  With strong encouragement from my community, the Journal Of A Postmodern Prophet was created. I will warn you in advance that some of the language is still somewhat evangelical in places, since some of these writings were pulled from a  span of writings I did between the ages of 18 – 25…so please have some grace with me.  Even though my own seminary, Truett Seminary at Baylor University where I graduated from and from which this project was birthed, will not have much to do with me theses days; however, I am thankful for my  time there and for pushing me to become whom I am today…The Whiskey Preacher!


A Broken Day

Today will be such a good day

No worries to come

It all seems like an illusion

Commitment People have made

They all seem to fade a way

One minute you’re told you’re loved

The next minute you’re nothing

Trying to find acceptance in sex and drugs

It seems so temporary but so fun

Sleeping in doorways is the price you pay

Searching for something to believe in

Searching for something to believe in you

You come up empty every time

You won’t cry, you build a wall

A wall with a locked door

A wall that stands strong around your heart

Knock, Knock, not one gets  in

Though this time the knock seems so different

But, scared that if that door opens again

Wounded and scarred so many times

Do you even dare to take a peak?

Will it be someone who cares?

Or will it be just another

Another what?

Broken Day.

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