Why fight?

There are no sides.
There are no teams.
Aren't we all in this together?
Does the bickering make you feel good?
Does destroying people honor God?
Get over yourself.
Move past the first son.

The Reason I Sing

There are no words.
There is one Reason that I have not lost hope.
There is one Reason that even though I mess life up,
I am not forsaken.
It is my first love.
It is the only Reason I can love.
Well, the Reason that I am learning how to love.
I have a long ways to go.
I have been terribly unloveable along the way.
I have been terrible to many at the same time.
But there is Hope.
There is Forgiveness.
And there is Love.
Because of this, there is Life. 

Love is a verb.

While so deserved,
I am not disqualified.
It is the qualifier.
Everything else is failure.
Everything else is disatisfaction.
It points towards a hope that cannot be understood.
Without It, life is meaningless.
Without It, life does not work.
Without It, life is nothing.
With It, the pains and the grumblings make sense.
With It, there is purpose.
Though wretched that I am,
I can live and breathe again because of It.