This Life

By: Woodrow Odom Lucas

Sometimes as I listen to the Beatles,

I find a sadness that I need to feel,

I find a shadow that resents God for my suffering,

And hates the devil for what he has stolen from me,

Sometimes as I listen to the Beatles,

I find a sadness that I need to feel,

I see mothers of 4 on the street asking me for some change and then bursting into tears as I give her ten dollars.

Sometimes as I listen to the Beatles,

I find a sadness that I need to feel,

And I see a man in bed, begging God for death because he can’t stand the voices in his head any longer.

Sometimes as I listen to the Beatles,

I feel a sadness that I need to feel,

For it reminds me that loss, regret, suffering, sadness, pain, and the shadow are all part of life that that they are supposed to be here.

Sometimes as I listen to the Beatles,

I find a sadness that I need to feel,

But as I keep listening, I begin to enjoy the genius of Paul and John’s songwriting,

And I find myself thinking of all the beautiful things that have happened to me and all the beautiful things I have done,

And I realize, weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning,

Suffering is, but it was created to be temporary,

Whereas Love and Joy are eternal,

And there isn’t one person who has ever lived who won’t know joy and love eternal,

Sometimes as I am listening to the Beatles,

The beauty of their music ignites my soul, and I get a taste of the heaven that awaits us all.

The Light

By: Woodrow Lucas

Sometimes when we’re coming out of darkness,

The light stings our eyes and everything appears just a bit too bright,

And we ask the Lord,

“Am I free?”

And God heals our eyes to see everything that he is doing on our behalf.

And we begin to cry tears of gratitude.

And suddenly our eyes adjust to our new freedom,

And everything seems more beautiful than we could possibly imagine.

And we rejoice, because we realize that the beauty all around us is real.

Joyful Reckoning

By: Woodrow Odom Lucas

As I look back on those days of Joyful Reckoning,

I shed a tear,

I had a wife once and she was the best thing since pancakes, eggs, and sausage,

But I was a confused man, tormented by fears that I did not understand,

And so I lost her,

But as soon as the sun rises,

My love for her never dies,

I just love her differently,

My 3 queens I used to call them,

For my love for my ex-wife and 2 daughters is a rare thing indeed,

You can let go of a relationship,

You can accept divorce,

But you can not let go of love,

For love is the fuel of all that is beautiful and wondrous in this realm,

As I look back on those days of Joyful reckoning,

I shed a tear,

I had a wife once, and she was the best thing since pancakes, eggs, and sausage.

But I was a confused man, tormented by fears that I didn’t understand,

And so I lost her,

But her love for me did not die,

And now we are friends who pray for her new family on Wednesdays.

You can let go of a relationship,

You can accept divorce,

But you cannot let go of love,

For love is the fuel of all that is beautiful and wondrous in this realm.

I am a man of great chaos, for I am berated by shadows that I do not understand.

But in my heart there is great love.

Even God tells me so.

And so I just put one foot in front of the other, one next right thing after one next right thing,

Until the sunshine warms my face with a rainbow beside it.

As I look forward to what awaits me,

I ponder on those coming days of Joyful Reckoning,

And I shed a tear.

I’m Pushing

By: Woodrow Odom Lucas

I’m pushing into shadow bringing light,

Trapped in a prison of my own misgiving,

I am living,

But every morning I wake up tired,

Because I am pushing,

Into a kingdom that awaits me,

Into a harmony that awaits my family,

Into a compassion that awaits my society,

I am pushing into shadow bringing light

Fighting with weapons of unconditional love,

Holding to the promise that by his stripes we are healed,

I’m pushing,

I’m tired,

But I will win,

For there is a man who holds the victory in his hand,

And he gives it to me freely,

I’m pushing,

And I will win,

Thank God!!

Energy Worker

I tell you troubled soul,

In the despair of endless rain,

Hoping beyond hope for an end to your pain,

There are warriors who believe that we are all one,

They see all as light from a common sun,

They see all as one sound, one euphonious shout,

These warriors know what love’s all about,

I tell you troubled soul,

In the despair of endless rain,

Hoping beyond hope for an end to your pain,

There are warriors of light, that wield the spectrum of your hope,

With their hands and their minds aligned to hearts of love,

They bring one common sound into your being from above,

And they trigger in you, what has been there all along,

Your ability to love yourself, and join in one rhythmic song,

A song of hope,

A song of love,

A song of truth,

A song of freedom to your heart, to lead you into endless light,

A song of beating in your pulse to see with brilliant psychic sight,

I tell you troubled soul,

Fighting for your peace,

There are warriors of light,

Whose love for you will not cease,

Seek them out, for they are growing,

And getting more numerous every day,

Seek them out,

They are one of many futures for which the saints of old did pray,

And they will love you,

Without condition,

And without any hidden price,

They will love you,

As you learn to love yourself with brilliant psychic sight,

They are energy workers,

They are warriors from above,

They are messengers of love,

And they believe in you with beating hearts and open hands of truth,

And they believe in you with hearts aflame to tame the sound of pain,

And replace it with the sound of joy that comes when you can see,

And say, “Yes I too am wonderful, yes I too can be,

A spectrum of one common light,

One source of love for all,

One sound, one love, one light, one heart beat standing tall!!”

 

I Am A Lion

By: Woodrow Lucas

I am a Lion, like my savior before me,

And I fight for the ways of love,

With power from above,

I rage for light,

I fight, one man against an army of darkness,

I feel alone so often,

But then my savior reminds me that I am never alone,

For every prayer I pray, I pray in unison with warriors around the world,

I am a Lion, like my Savior before me,

And I fight for the ways of love,

With men, and women, and children with hearts focused above,

And sometimes it seems like all is lost,

And the price that we pay isn’t worth the cost,

And then the Lion of Judah says with a shout,

“I died so that all would know love,

And I never lose,

Keep fighting, for your victory is inevitable,

I secured it long ago,

That love shall reign and mercy shall know every soul of man,

Keep fighting, I shall heal your land.”

And then I cry tears of sorrow, and then I cry tears of pain,

But then Joy comes upon me like a torrent of rain,

I am a Lion, like my savior before me,

And he assures me that the future is bright,

So I say to all warriors, don’t give up the fight,

For the price that you pay,

It is worth it!!!

The Heart of God

By: Woodrow Lucas

Sometimes it seems like God doesn’t care,

We pray and pray and nothing happens,

The pain and sorrow get worse and worse and we wonder?

Does God have any concern at all for me?

But see, God’s timing is a wondrous and complex thing,

And if we could see her heart,

We would see the Holy Spirit moving heaven and earth to prepare a joyful rest that we can’t forget,

A joyful rest that sits in our consciousness and reverberates joy through our being in an endless, eternal reckoning,

You see it is the will of the Holy Spirit as she works through Hindus, Jews, Muslims, New Agers, Christians, atheists, and agnostics to not lose one soul to despair.

An in the short run this sometimes seems like a quixotic daydream with no merit,

But in the long run the Holy Ghost always gets her way.  The Queen of Heaven will not be denied,

Your soul will know peace whether it be in this lifetime or the next,

It will happen,

For Jesus’ love is truly invincible,

And even Satan will one day succumb to it,

God’s heart is to reach you and convince you of how much he loves by all means necessary.

And trust me, what God wants, God eventually gets, and that’s a fact.

We Are Loved

By: Woodrow Lucas

Sometimes life isn’t what we expect,

And we ponder on the meaning of our birth,

But then God shows us the faces of those who have prayed for us throughout the years,

And God blesses us to hear their prayers,

And we realize that we are loved beyond measure.

And sometimes miracles like this don’t happen,

And we have to believe that we are loved without physical proof,

We must simply trust that we are loved by God and many others,

And in that reckoning,

We are empowered to love others, not out of obligation but rather gratitude.

We Are One

By: Woodrow Lucas

My sister,  my mother, my brother,

I have seen the face of darkness,

My sister, my mother, my brother,

I have felt the sting of dark isolation in my flesh, and I have felt the pain of rejection in my consciousness,

And as Jesus revives me from that nightmare,

I can tell you one thing for sure,

We are one,

We are one species,

We are one ecosystem,

We are one planet,

We are one solar system,

We are one galaxy,

We are one cosmos,

We are one spirit,

We are one soul,

And we are one being!!!

But we are not one in sameness,

No we are all unique snowflake frequencies in God’s rainbow,

We are all integral notes in God’s symphony of unconditional love,

Jesus showed that he is one with the  misery of our deluded duality by dying on the cross,

And in rising from violence he revealed our common destiny of endless communion as one common heartbeat,

We are not separate and never have been,

The illusion of dark enmity is giving way to the light of eternal unity,

For the age of Aquarius is upon us,

And bliss awaits us all!!

 

I Am A Cafeteria Christian

By: Woodrow Lucas

I am a Cafeteria Christian,

I am a Cafeteria Christian through and through,

Are you?

I am a Cafeteria Christian because while I believe it is God breathed,

All of Christian Scripture doesn’t speak to me,

Not all of it illuminates me to see my Savior as he really is,

I quote Christian Scripture more than most,

And yet it is love that guides me more than any word, written on a page,

Christians who believe that the Bible is the Word of God usually inspire me quite a bit,

For the quality of their devotion and the fervor of their worship is astounding,

But I believe that God gave me an imagination for a reason,

And I see God more fully through imagining a mother of pure love,

Than the litigious vision of my brothers and sisters being thrown into a lake of fire to writhe for all eternity.

In my mind’s eye my heart shows me every human soul embracing Jesus in the hereafter with tears of gratitude in their eyes,

In my mind’s eye my heart shows me even Satan himself prostrate before our Savior with tears of contrition in his eyes, begging Jesus for a second chance,

And then I see Jesus embracing him and saying “I forgive you brother. Now sing me a song like in the old days.”

Christian Scripture must be beautiful for just consider the way that those who believe it worship God in transcendent ecstasy with tears in their eyes,

And Christian Scripture must be sacred for how could so many verses in it guide my life and give me hope if they weren’t sacred from the heart of the Mother herself.

But in the end, the dreams that get me through nightmarish moments have more to do with the Holy Spirit guiding and illuminating me directly and less with anything written.

I am a cafeteria Christian because some of the dreams that God has given me cannot be found in the bible and yet they are too beautiful to ignore.

Love is my obsession.  And even as I am healed of obsession,  Love is my master, and even as I am healed of slavery, love is my best friend.

And Christian Scripture speaks of love, yes it does, it does so beautifully..

But love has more to say than can be found in the 66 books of the Bible.

And I for one want to hear every last word!!