The Silver Lining of Common Grace... It Grows It Spreads

All over creation our good King is claiming His victory. In order to see that better we need to open our eyes to common grace. After Cain killed Abel he went on to be a father to faithless generations, but those offspring founded music and arts. Of course now we have Christians glorifying God through music and arts. The Phoenicians created the alphabet but God's chosen people use it to communicate the Gospel. Conquering nations such as the Greeks and the Romans destroyed many in the name of violence and selfish ambition, but these empires merely set a perfect stage for Christ to enter into the world and the good news of Him to quickly spread among various tribes and races. Holidays such as Easter and Christmas have pagan roots but are now days that we stress teaching about Christ's birth and resurrection. Rock n' Roll was created out of rebellion, now we have Christian rock concerts where some people are seeing and hearing a clear representation of the Gospel for the first time. Television was created for the purpose of mindless entertainment, today we have TBN spreading the... umm... ok, that's a bad example. Environmentalism is being heavily promoted and idolized by those who have no love for the Creator, but God is using these idolaters as well to bring restoration and redemption to His creation and soon, I believe, the Church will become more responsible to that which man has been given stewardship over.

Proverbs 21:30 "There is no wisdom, no insight, no plan that can succeed against the Lord."

Yesterday I blogged about Christian freedom and common grace; the ability to find and appreciate what might be edifying beyond the church "walls." Can I find the silver-lining in this following secular poem? Can I open my eyes to see how this poet, this image bearer of God may sharpen my witness?


Silver-Lined Heart
By Taylor Mali (www.taylormali.com)

I’m for reckless abandon
and spontaneous celebrations of nothing at all,
like the twin flutes I kept in the trunk of my car
in a box labeled Emergency Champagne Glasses!

Raise an unexpected glass to long, cold winters
and sweet hot summers and the beautiful confusion of the times in between.
To the unexpected drenching rain that leaves you soaking
wet and smiling breathless;
“We danced in the garden in torn sheets in the rain,”
we were christened in the sanctity of the sprinkler,
can’t you hear it singing out its Hallelujah?

Here’s to the soul-expanding power
of the simply beautiful.

See, things you hate, things you despise,
multinational corporations and lies that politicians tell,
injustices that make you mad as hell,
that’s all well and good.
And as far as writing poems goes,
I guess you should.
It just might be a poem that gets Mumia released,
brings an end to terrorism or peace in the middle east.

But as far as what soothes me, what inspires and moves me,
honesty behooves me to tell you your rage doesn’t move me.
See, like the darkest of clouds my heart has a silver lining,
which does not hearken to the loudest whining,
but beats and stirs and grows ever more
when I learn of the things you’re actually for.

That’s why I’m for best friends, long drives, and smiles,
nothing but the sound of thinking for miles.
For the unconditional love of dogs:
may we learn the lessons of their love by heart.
For therapy when you need it,
and poetry when you need it.
And the wisdom to know the difference.

The solution to every problem usually involves some kind of liquid,
even if it’s only Emergency Champagne
or running through the sprinkler.
Can’t you hear it calling you?

I’m for crushes not acted upon, for admiration from afar,
for the delicate and the resilient and the fragile human heart,
may it always heal stronger than it was before.
For walks in the woods, and for the woods themselves,
by which I mean the trees. Definitely for the trees.
Window seats, and locally brewed beer,
and love letters written by hand with fountain pens:
I’m for all of these.

I’m for evolution more than revolution
unless you’re offering some kind of solution.

I’m for the courage it takes to volunteer, to say “yes,” “I believe,” and “I will.”
For the bright side, the glass half full, the silver lining,
and the optimists who consider darkness just a different kind of shining.

So don’t waste my time and your curses on verses
about what you are against, despise, and abhor.
Tell me what inspires you, what fulfills and fires you,
put your precious pen to paper and tell me what you’re for!