Normal

What is normal anyway?

Is it just a way that the enemy has created to make us stay?

To stay exactly where he wants us to play,

And leave us unarmed as he prepares to flay.

Flay us within an inch of our lives,

Stop us from having a life that thrives,

And take away our skill to drive,

Drive away our energy to strive.

So my question here is why do we want normal?

Do we really want to be so formal?

The enemy wants us to stay behind the line,

To keep us locked up, put away and confined.

So we keep attempting to be normal in the life,

But God just wants us to shine through Christ.

So why do we want to look like a model,

Live a life where we yearn to be coddled?

We are so caught up in people’s physical appearance.

We keep on listening to the enemy’s interference.

So I beg of you please,

Next time will you look at someone will really see?

See them for what they really are,

Look at them and really long to see their memoir.

Because people aren’t just lips, eyes, stomach and legs,

People are so much more than just sperm and eggs.

Don’t withhold your love from who they really are,

Learn to look at them and not just see the scar.

The scar of what they look like on the outside.

Take the time to learn who they really are, then decide.

You see I’m trying to learn to enjoy being weird,

Learn to live a life in such a way that I am feared,

Feared by the enemy every waking hour,

One look at me and his plan goes sour.

So what I’m trying to say here is try and make a difference,

Try not to live your life as someone else's hindrance.

Try instead to look inside their soul,

And see them for what they are: truly gold.

Try not to look away and be so cold.

Try not to look at them and withhold.

Take the time to let God take you through that portal,

Take the time to learn to jump that hurdle.

Because the truth is we are all truly mortal.

And there’s no such thing as being normal.