Divinity

Only God in all that is known and unknown can claim such a title as "Divine"
Is it even possible to fathom the full implications of such a selective term as this?
To be divine...

Nothing is impossible
Nothing
Imagine something
Anything
Everything
Imagine something so great you can't even fully imagine it
A divine being can do it

Try to contemplate every "super-human" quality ever conceived
Books, comics, magazines, fairy tales, fiction, nonfiction, and more
A divine being can make it all seem ridiculous to even waste the time thinking about

Divinity means omniscience, omnipotence, omnipresence, and immutability
God is exclusively divine
Only He can and does know all
Only He can be and is all powerful
Only He can be and is everywhere
And Only He is and forever will be the same

Can any even comprehend the concept of knowing everything?
There is nothing new that can ever be added to His knowledge
He is eternal and there is an eternity ahead for infinite things to happen
And only He knows them all

There is no limit to infinity, this is its very definition
And yet even infinite knowledge cannot escape Him
He is beyond limitless if something without limit is subject to Him

Can any even attempt to understand the ability to wield all power?
There is no power that is not subject to Him
He is so powerful, that He can even limit his limitless powers out of love

Can any even try to realize being everywhere at once?
In the infinite expanse of the universe and beyond He is
He is One being and yet also everywhere
Given all eternity and infinite speed, no one could ever leave His domain

Even the limitless infinity of space and time are limited to Him
Just the thought of being so great as to have something
Without limits limited to Him is beyond all mortal understanding

Can any even try to reason how He cannot change?
He is everywhere, and everything changes, and yet He does not
He dwells in his very servants - all whom change - and yet He does not

Only a divine being can do these things and more
All beyond all understanding of "possible"
And still care enough to send His Son for mankind

A thought even perplexing in itself on infinite levels
Why would a limitless God limit Himself as so?
How can He be Three in One?
How...Why...I don't understand...?
All questions frequently gracing the mouths of man...

But all that must be known is His Love and our inferiority to His divinity.

- Daniel Z. Garrett -

Love and the Love of Power

For before even man, struggle for power was witnessed
The high angel Lucifer wished to surpass his great Creator
From this, one third of all angels have fallen and sin known

Some seek it through material wealth or fame
Others try finding it in education, prestige, or honor
Many more have tried finding it through military prowess

It is an animal instinct, scholars say, to wish to be elevated
The sense of superiority and dominance somehow satisfies
Yet, it only drives many to thirst it more after the first taste

So rare to find a soul content in this deeply lost world
People would rather reign here in flesh than later in spirit
For to many, it would be an investment in the vast unknown

Even many Christians find it hard to sacrifice now for then
They believe, but they cannot see beyond what is physical
Or they rationalize the reasoning behind their selfish pride

It is natural to seek great power; it is a desire of the flesh
But, only a few really know how to wield true power now
For these men and women know the true definition of love

They have given their lives to the One who gave His for them
Their love for Him is above all, and their love for family second
Their love for friends and even enemies rises above themselves

- Daniel Z. Garrett -

Worries of a First Date

Anxiety compounds itself within as I arrive twenty minutes early to my six 'o clock date.
For thirty-five minutes, my feelings range from worrying about one thing to another.
Finally the taxicab arrives.

But wait!
Though I am patiently waiting, fifteen minutes after and she is not here!
I pay the cab driver $5 and apologize for the delay.

After ten minutes more pass, her 4 minute walk has led her to new position.
From behind me, she announces her presence.
My heart worries she did not hear me just say she was twenty-five minutes late to the driver.

The ride over is small talk, but then again the whole night is.
I explain that I left her birthday present in my room as we drive by.
I worry she does not already find me incompetent.

We walk into the restaurant and are promptly seated.
Of course, now my nerves decide to start sending a billion mixed signals to my brain.
We read the menu and talk.

Shortly after a waiter comes and we both order water.
I question if I should not have ordered water and if I made her feel as if she had to order water.
I dismiss the thought as probably unfounded.

She receives a couple texts - no big deal.
Conversation seems to be flowing (in my opinion)
Until I receive a phone call.

The call is important, so I excuse myself from the table.
I apologize profusely as I return.
I begin to wonder how many things I can botch and still have a chance at a second date.

Things continue on; we receive our meals.
She begins looking at me in what I feel is probably a good thing.
But my eyes won't stay fixated on hers!

No matter how hard I try, I can't for more than but a few seconds.
I've never been good at eye contact...really.
But will she think I just don't like looking at her?!?

I try and joke it off, but I don't believe it works.
I hope that she doesn't think I'm insecure (even though I am).
I pray that this is not the straw that breaks my chances.

I call for a cab ride back.
I pay for the bill which is surprisingly low.
We talk some more as we wait for the cab.

On the ride back, we talk a little more.
I pay the driver as we step out.
We say good-bye and we part our ways.

The walk back my mind races.
Despite the hitches, I still enjoyed the brief date.
But the final question that haunts me, did she enjoy it enough...?

- Daniel Z. Garrett -

Contemplations

1:11 at night
I lay awake in thought
Sprawled out over the love seat
In the living room
Alone

Typing on the keyboard
In precise patterns
As to transcribe this poem
This very one you
Read

Unsure of where
I'm leading you
I just continue on
While I think about
Everything

How did my life
Get to where it is
It is not bad
I do not complain about
It

I enjoy my life
But how did I get here
From birth 'till now
Such a journey to be
Made

So indecisive
How can I not know
I give everyone advice
Yet I am now
Confused

Girls, girls, girls
There's a mouthful there
10 million words written
And still no man
Understands

School, ah stress
They go hand-in-hand
I used to enjoy it
But now education
Hurts

Chest pains
Physical and emotional
School and girls, respectively
They take their
Toll

I often wonder how things
Perhaps have progressed
In differing ways
Than I
Wanted

And how to
Change the path
My life seems
To be
Following

But regardless
I press on
Despite all the pain
Thanks to the blood of
Christ

If not for that
I wish not know
Where I would be now
Sitting and what I'd be
Contemplating

I think about the game
My friends and I
Played together
In the brief few
Moments

About the sleepy dog
Beside me
Beckoning me
To go to
Bed

And about the girl
The nice and pretty young
Woman in my living room
Earlier tonight with
Me

And about so many other
Things and people
When did life
Get this
Way?

Where it confuses me
So much as this
I dream of the simple
Times of my
Childhood

Wondering where the
Past 18 stanzas and years
Have led me to
And where to go
Now

I pray every day
I sometimes cannot rest
Trying to figure so much out
When it ought to be in God's
Hands

I just keep on
Insisting on doing it
All alone and just keep on
Failing, crying, and dying
Again

- Daniel Z. Garrett -

Pacing

Pacing
Around about
Back and forth
Pacing

Wishing
Moments by
Hoping and praying
Wishing

Crying
Unending tears
Joy and thanks
Crying

Holding
Little arms
Fingers and toes
Holding

Releasing
All nightmares
Worries and fears
Releasing

Pacing
Around about
Back and forth
Pacing

- Daniel Z. Garrett -

Tick-Tock

Racing forward, never ceasing
This gift of ours, what a blessing
He leaves as quickly as he came
Unable to slow his passing

So many try to hold on tight
Feeling that they are in the right
They don't realize that they are lame
Paralyzed with fear at her sight

She's deemed the great equalizer
She is not bias, just watch her
He leads you to her as if tame
And you soon do wish that she were

But she is wilder than the night
The young and old will feel her might
And you will feel her all the same
So cherish him while there's still light

- Daniel Z. Garrett -

The Time When the Red Bird Calls

We sit here waiting for the time when the red bird calls
Hearing, listening to a silence piercing through the halls of eternity
As we count the seconds, minutes, hours to fall
Until the red bird calls

Some wait so long and the red bird never calls
Many abandon their posts and perish afar
But those precious few who wait for him
Never fade

The red bird's call is so mellow, so quaint
It eases the pain of all who lend ear
But all who reject him
Fall

And in the evening as the red bird sings
It ascends beyond the stars
With it passes all time
And all who listen rise with him

- Daniel Z. Garrett -