Desperate Joy

There is a longing, a craving deep in my soul, and I have a feeling it is the same as the longing in yours.  It is the craving that draws out of us our most beautiful acts of courage and goodness, and it also drives us in our deeds of desperation and depravity.  If you have been to a wedding celebration perhaps you have seen it, or maybe you felt it when you witnessed the birth of a child.  This desire is so deep and so foundational that to deny it would be to deny the very thing that makes us human.     Philosophers as old as the foundations of the earth have praised its pursuit and sometimes decried it.  The writers of the Constitution of the United States were aiming at it when they protected the right to the "pursuit of happiness."  But for most that are blessed enough to find happiness there is still a tug deep inside.  For happiness is only the gateway to something deeper, something more profound and meaningful and so this inner pull ...

  On the wings of angels the dragon flew to me Offering me the cup of toxicity, Promising me escape from catastrophe Lasting delight and endless tranquility.   I willingly took his draft of depravity, Drinking deep of the thrilling insanity, The flavor of darkness was sweet to my tongue, The craving for evil had only begun.   My hungry heart wanted only toxicity, Greedily clutching the cup of depravity, Blind to the freedom Christ was offering, Trapped on a treadmill of blissful suffering.   I fell so hard he universe was broken Like a dream forgotten or a heart forsaken, My glory was shattered by the hammer of justice, Erasing my name and making me faceless.   Then I stood at the fulcrum of eternity, Sacred radiance tore through the depravity, Desperate joy sang the song of serenity, Glad hands released the cup of toxicity.   The Son of God, smiling, drank my iniquity, Breathing the fragrance of divinity,...