“Away With Pedestals” (Long Prose)

Written by: Victor P.
Long Prose

“Away With Pedestals”

Put me on a pedestal,
Get your hopes up high,
Think me to be someone
With no problems or flaws,
Without imperfections or kinks,
You can think it if you will
But you’ll just be wasting time.

Just watch me fall and fail
Time and time again,
Watch me disappoint you,
See me fail your expectations,
Watch me make mistakes,
See me bend and bruise and break,
See the hopes you had for me
Fall to pieces as reality sets in.

Here’s the simply truth, friend:
If you put me on a pedestal
I just will not stay on it,
It’ll soon be set on fire,
It will crumble, burn to ash,
I will fail you when you least expect it.

See, I’m not a perfect person,
I’m just a sinner saved by God,
I’m not interested in pretending
To keep you happy with me.
I’m not intersted in playing a part
That you have picked out for me
And want me to play for you.

Just forget the pedestal,
The unrealistic expectations,
I know I’m not perfect
And neither are you.

Let’s just face the facts
Though the truth may hurt:
I make plenty of mistakes,
I sin and struggle with temptation,
Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose,
I’m not as strong as I think I am,
I’m not as wise as I could be,
I do foolish things sometimes,
I need forgiveness and grace,
I still need to learn much I don’t know,
I stumble, fall, fail, trip, and slip not rarely.

Sometimes I don’t do what I should,
Sometimes I can’t feel God’s presence,
Some days I just feel empty inside
Until I seek the living God;
I feel unfed and thirsty within
Until I feed upon God’s Word
And drink the Living Water.

See, I am saved but I still sin,
There are things that fill me with wonder
But I’m most amazed by the living God.
I’m living because He sustains me,
Because He gives me another moment,
Not because I’m good or I deserve it all;
All I have I receive from God’s hand.

Without Him sustaining me I’d be dead,
Without His love I’d be dead in hate,
Without His grace I’ve be condemned to Hell,
Without His mercy I’d be dead long ago.

I’ve seen what others do
When pride rules them;
I’ve felt the pain of their words,
I know the end of their ways.

Don’t put me where you’re not willing to stand,
Don’t build your house on sand, stranger, friend.
Don’t put on a pedestal, I just won’t stand there,
I’m not interested in making you disillusioned with me.

Away with all the pedestals!
Away with unrealistic expectations!
Away with all-too-common prejudice!
Away with habitual hypocrisy!
Away with wrong judging!
Away with the idle, vain and heinous,
The things that consume us slowly,
The things that corrupt our hearts,
The things that are abominable to God,
The things that don’t glorify Him!

We need to look at things realistically,
To see things as they really are
Not simply as we perceive them,
We must adopt God’s perspective of things.

Show patience, show grace,
Overlook the common mistakes,
What’s common to all people,
The failures we all share.
Show love without set conditions.

Look at things with a balanced view,
Don’t let you perception be clouded
By some unrealistic expectations,
Don’t put people on pedestals,
They won’t meet your expectations,
They’ll fail you, what’ll you do then?
If you become disillusioned with them
Who will be at fault? Who’ll be to blame?

Avoid the disappointment
And avoid the heartache,
Save yourself time and energy,
You won’t be disillusioned with people
If you don’t put them on pedestals,
Don’t make idols of people or things,
See yourself and others as all really are
And not as you imagine them to be.
Glory to God Alone.


“A Darker View; A Living Hope”

Written by: Victor P.
Long Prose

“A Darker View; A Living Hope”

Just look around you,
See what’s happening
So near and so far away
On this planet even now.

Who can say that there’s nothing wrong?
Who’d dare deny there’s death and pain?
Who’d say it’s all meaningless in the end?
Who says there’s nothing left to live for?

Don’t tell me everything’s okay
Because I know that it’s not.
Don’t spout another cliché,
Who’s not sick of them yet?

I’m not here to spread pessimism
But to call to see things realistically,
To stop pretending everything’s all right
Because the bloodshed says otherwise.

We can’t just sing through it,
We can’t outlast it by idleness,
If we’re to live to see another year
God help us or we’re as good as dead.

This is the world as it is
And you still say
We don’t need a Savior,
You just don’t know
How wrong you are.
Do you really believe
The words you’re saying
Or do you just want a way out,
An excuse, a cheap avoidance, evasion,
To keep yourself from accepting
The truth that’s staring all in the face?

Things look quite dark,
The future so uncertain,
Every day could be our last
So what are we living for?
What are we dying for?

There are so many existing
Like life’s a game to play,
Carelessness and recklessness
Rules in the hedonistic hearts,
Love grows cold but lust burns,
Pleasure’s sought at others’ expense,
Godliness and holiness rejected,
Neglected, overlooked, ignored,
Like nothing matters more
Than feeling good right now,
Getting what the flesh wants,
Wanting what desire burns for,
Coveting without stopping;
Selfishness is consuming lives.

Lost souls seek to numb the pain
Without positive results, only failure,
Nothing of the world can fill the void,
It accumulates, pollutes and corrupts
And pretty soon the rot within sickens,
The emptiness remains, the misery grows.

There’s no hope and no salvation
If you’re looking for it in the world,
The world system hostile to all that’s of God,
It can’t save your miserable and lost soul,
Know that it can’t deliver you from Hell
And if you look to yourself for salvation
You’ll be severely disappointed soon enough,
You’ll find out, God help you, you can’t save yourself.

I’m not here to pat heads and spout clichés,
I’m not interested in tickling eager ears,
I’m not interested in scratching itching ears,
I’m not in the business of parroting platitudes,
I’m not here to play pretend that everything’s okay.

Say what you will and think worse if you want
But my mind’s made up, my purpose remains
To shine the light of hope to a dark world,
To always point back to Christ as the only answer.

Christ is the only hope of this dying world,
Christ is the only Savior of sinners,
Christ is the One who died for the ungodly,
He’s the only way to God the Father,
He’s the Way and the Truth and the Life,
He died to set the slaves free,
To change miserable and lost lives,
To renovate hearts, to change them from stone to flesh,
To bring life where there’s death and misery,
He’s the only one worthy of glory, wholehearted commitment,
All other gods can burn in Hell’s flames forevermore,
God knows they will, all false gods will be destroyed!

So look around and see the dark clouds
But don’t fix your eyes on the present
So much that you’re just standing still
Too afraid to do anything else, really.
Look up and see the sun peeking
Through the clouds, it’s a reminder
God’s still in control, it’s not hopeless,
No matter how bad things may get,
No matter how dark things may seem
Fix your eyes on Jesus, healthy or ill
And know that He has overcome the world,
There’s nothing that can ever stop Him,
He will not fail, He will not lose control,
Nothing can separate His chidren from His love.

If you’re still looking within for salvation,
If you’re still looking within for all the answers,
I promise you you’ll fail in your endeavor
Because it’s a futile one, a waste of time,
You can never save yourself, be sure of that,
You won’t find all the answers to your questions
Looking within your finite mind, that’s a guarantee.

You may think the world doesn’t need a Savior
And much less do you think you need one
But you couldn’t be more wrong
And though you may feel so sure now
That my kind and I are the ones wrong
Time will not agree with your belief,
Truth will not die and fade into the past,
You will see in time that you’ve been wrong
If you don’t persist in your proud stand,
If you don’t continue living in denial
Of the truth that corresponds to reality,
I pray to God you’ll believe one day,
Better sooner than later but I don’t decide,
Your life from first to last breath is in God’s hands,
Realize He’s in control; may you never forget it.
Glory to God Alone.

“The Many Lines on the Tenses of Life”

Written by: Victor P.

“The Many Lines on the Tenses of Life”

My God, I’m still searching for words
To express my sincere gratitude and thankfulness
For all You have given me up to this moment
And most of all for grace and salvation.

What can I give to You
Who gave me all I have?
Whatever I have I give back
To You as an offering.

Every single day,
Every single breath,
A gift from You to me
To use and not to waste.

I cannot keep a single thing
I own, whatever I possess,
I’ll leave it all behind when I die
But until then I’ll use it all
For Your glory, my dear God.

I see nothing’s really mine in the end
And even my salvation’s a gift from You,
It’s all from Your beneficent hands, Lord,
It’s all because of Your unfailing love.

I have felt the warmth
Your presence brings.
I have seen the works
Your hands have wrought.

All these days go by one by one,
With all the routine and predictability
And it starts to seem like nothing
Will change the repetition of routine.

In the dull and the boring days
And in the busy and hectic ones
My mind gets a little lost in the stress
And You call me to seek Your face.

Every day’s a little different
And sometimes You speak to me clearly
Arresting my attention to focus
Once again on Your Beloved Son.

Christ’s hands and feet were pierced,
His head bloody from the crown of thorns,
His side was pieced, blood and water flowed out,
On the Cross He bled and died for the sins of the world.

I think about it for a while sometimes
But my finite mind still can’t grasp it:
That You the Omnipotent let mortals kill Christ
So He’d make atonement for the sins of people.

I know I stood guilty when I was still unsaved,
I was against You then, I was rebelling against all You are,
I was among those who killed Jesus Christ,
I may as well have nailed Him to the Cross myself.

My guilt and shame were eating me up inside,
There was no peace inside, it was an empty life,
I was chasing nothing hoping to catch something,
My existence without knowing You was hopeless.

Your grace reached my unsaved soul,
Your love turned my stone heart to flesh,
You saved me from the Hell I deserved,
You forgave my sins, saved me from myself.

You brought me back from the dead,
You saw the unsaved wretch I was then
But You loved me, Christ gave His life for me
To save me, to bring me into Your family.

It’s still a little hard to believe sometimes
That I’ve been bought by the Blood of Your Son,
No longer on the road to Hell, no longer condemned
But it’s the truth You’ve spoken and I believe it.

Are there simple words I can use
Which can relay Your truth
I hold now within my heart
And long to share with the world?

I know there are those who don’t believe
That You’re even real, God, but I know
You’re as real as the most real thing in existence
And I can’t deny, won’t deny that I believe in You!

I’ll keep on writing and speaking the truth
For You’ve called me to live in it and speak it.
I’ll keep writing what I’m living through,
What I’m seeing, what You’re doing, Lord.

I long to see more people come into Your family
And it pains me to see people wasting their lives,
Living for themselves, denying You even exist.
Open my mouth to speak the truth to them.

God, I’m no orator, I’m no hero of any people
And I know You’re not looking for those,
You’re looking for the humble and willing;
I want to be one of the humble and willing.

I’ll be forgotten someday, I know it,
But Your great name will never be forgotten,
It’ll never be erased, You’ll never be forgotten
From the pages of histroy or in the hearts of Your children.

I don’t want fame, don’t care about my own name,
I just want to praise Your name and glorify it, Lord,
I don’t care what the unbelieving say about me,
I care about praising You, honoring Your name.

I want to make Your name known in this world
More than my own, more than every other name,
I want to lift it above every other, bring all others down
And put Yours at the top so it never drops down.

I pray You open these weak lips of mine to speak Your word,
And God, I pray the eyes of the blind unbelievers I meet
Will be opened by Your grace and incomparable love,
That You save the persishing from eternal Hell.

My heart beats with love for You
And I want to share that love with the lost;
I want to tell them, show them what it’s really like
To love and be loved by You, living and true God.

I want to give up everything I have to
To be a living sacrifice, to be all Yours,
Pay the price, count the cost, sacrifice
Everything for You, for Your glory.

Father of the redeemed,
Savior of the lost,
God of all comfort
And of true peace,
Praise and glory all be to You,
Blessed be Your holy name!
Glory to God Alone.