Elevation

Now is the time for elevation

Moving on to another station

A new assignment

And greater alignment

With the destination of your elevation

Moving forward

Closer and closer toward

The destiny of fulfilled purpose

The intention beneath the surface

Down in the depths

Where wonder is still fresh

Through rebirth

And indescribable worth

Liberty and Glory

Are soaring

To new heights

No need to ask, “Why?”

Because of your faithfulness

His faithfulness

In you and through you

Legacy birthed through you

And Christ’s visitation to you

As you go where He sends

And refuse to relent

Till promise is fulfilled

Till intention is fulfilled

And peace be still

Cause now is the time for elevation

Moving on to another station

Yet, you remain with us

As you gift us

With your presence in our hearts

So that we may never truly be apart.

You’re moving forward

And we are with you in the Lord

Hearts intertwined

Faith filled Love over mind

Go ahead where He sends

Our support we lend

Surely, we shall meet again.

Always pursuing elevation

United as a Scribal Nation

Our support we lend

Knowing we shall meet again.

Christine Lombard

July 6, 2019

The Color of Courage

If courage were a masterpiece

Painted for all to see

What color would courage be?

Would courage be a he or a she?

Would courage look like you or me?

What color is courage?

Courage is as red

As a warrior’s blood shed,

Who with bravery and might

Stands and falls in the freedom fight.

Courage is as yellow

As the noonday sun,

Who burns with passion,

Stirring soldiers into action.

Courage is as black

As the darkest night,

When others run in flight

Courage never gives up the fight.

Courage is as white

As the brightest light,

Who shines through the eyes

Of the brave and wise.

Courage is as green

As the breath of Spring,

Who causes the birds to sing,

“Let freedom ring!”

Courage is as orange

As the setting sun

Whose day is never done,

Until the victory’s won.

Courage is as brown

As the wood that burns

In the blazing fire

Of hope’s restless desire.

Courage is as blue

As the ocean’s hue

Whose depth is vaster

Than man could ever master.

If courage were a master piece

Painted for all to see

What color would courage be?

Would courage be a he or a she?

Would courage look like you or me?

What color is courage?

Courage is red, yellow, black, white

And every color in between

That can and can not be seen.

Courage is found in those who dare to dream,

And those who are wise enough to know

Things aren’t always as they seem.

Courage is found in those who never quit

No matter how deep the pit,

And those whose legacies last

As future generations learn from their past.

What color is courage?

Even the color blind can see

When courage is a reality.

The real question is…

Can courage be found in you and me?

© 2010 Christine Lombard; All rights reserved; Use only with permission

Living on the Other Side of the Cross - Spoken Word

Dear Religion,

I’ve made my decision

I am living on the other side of the cross

I’m not lost

I’m just living on the other side of the cross

I’m living in my finished place

Where for you, there is no space

I’m no longer standing where we first met

But I won’t forget

The journey thus far

Of discovering who we are

We are not the same at all

That’s why I no longer hear your call

I’m no longer weeping at the foot of the cross

Where I first tossed

All my cares

And became aware

Of my position there

I’m no longer traveling through the cross

Where I became no longer lost

On my journey

Because Christ’s fire kept burning

On the inside

And I realized I had already died

With Him before my entrance into Earth space

And I wasn’t even a special case

It may sound strange, but I remember

And I’ve become Truth’s defender

He became humanity

Erasing all vanity

From our hearts

So, we’d never be apart

From Him

Love sure did win

A tremendous victory

The rest is history

So, I moved on in my journey

All the while discerning

That the space between my now and then

My present and has been

Is what distanced me

From our previously

Shared perception

And caused painful rejection

Even from those I purposed to love and treasure

Without measure

For the rest of my days

Because Religion, you hate the blaze

Of unquenchable fire

That opposes your desire

To tame it

So, you blame it

On everything but the truth of the matter

We either gather or scatter

Jesus said it

And then He bled it

As He gathered all humanity into His bosom

And became the womb

Of Eternal Life

Making us His wife

So, I had no choice but to move forward

Closer and closer toward

The other side of the cross

And here I am, not lost

But actually found

And unbound

No longer tied to a religious token

Cause I’ve awoken

To the resurrection of my inner man

Something Religion, you’ll never understand

Having died and risen with Christ

I’ve headed His advice

To be continually born again

And to go wherever He sends

Cause I’m never alone

I’ve found my home

And it’s on the other side of the cross

Christ as me, and I as Him

Love always wins

So, Religion,

I’ve made my decision

 I am living on the other side of the cross

I’m not lost

I’m just living on the other side of the cross.

© 2019 Christine Lombard; All rights reserved; Use only with permission