In Trouble

I often will get in the car and just go for a drive. Take some music and see the Earth God has given us to enjoy, to be dazzled by. Most of the time I don't like to tell people when I do this. I don't like to tell people where I am going, mostly because I don't really know. The thing though is they worry. And I am like, "Don't you trust God? Don't you trust me to not be too stupid. I am from California; we don't trust anyone. And God worries about me much more than you do. I just want to go hang out with Him." But still I get in trouble for not telling people, who can't do anything if I do run into trouble out there in the world, when and where I am going. "Hello! God knows and He is all kinds of powerful and loves me infinitely. If I am going to go meet with Him, would He really allow anything to happen to me that wasn't supposed to. Life goes on, or it goes on forever. It is a win win." But this is meaningless rambling in this world, where we are afraid of anything and everything except God's sovereign power, or the principalities of darkness for that matter. If you are going to want to defend me from something, defend me, no! defend my soul from the powers of darkness, not this world. I am in it, not of it. Anyways, rambling again as I defend myself. All this is a lead up to the poem that perhaps says it a little better than prose can sometimes.

2-28-06

I’m running away
I’m saying goodbye
I need to get out today
Don’t stop me; don’t ask why
I just need to get away

I’m jumping in the car
I’m grabbing my things
No worries, I’m not going far
I just need to find a spot fit for a King
A spot where He and His Father are

Leave me alone
Don’t try to stop me
I need to do this on my own
Stop worrying and try to see
I am going to kneel on His throne

I’m in trouble with the world
For trying to escape
I’m in trouble with the world
For trying to change shape
I’m in trouble with the world
For trying to live up to the façade
I’m in trouble with the world
For trying to be right with God