52 Thoughts: What Motivates You?

What get’s me out of bed in the morning? 

God took me to a mountain one day.
God looked me in the face and said, “Son, turn, look into the valley, and what do you see?”

My eyes saw men with bloody hands move the memories of the poor. 
These terrifying individuals with bare knuckles and reddish tones unearthed the landmarks of security, ownership, and stability. 

I turned away and said, “Father what does this mean?” He said, “Son, what do you see!”

My eyes looked onto the rolling hills and I saw persons with great vehicles-Range Rover, Corvette, and Bugatti-move with high speed. 
They drove the helpless off the road of opportunity. 
The sick hid themselves for fear of being seen and becoming a hit and run casualty. 


“God, what does this mean? What can be done?” He said, “Son! What do you see?”

I saw burdened backs and weeping faces. 
I heard wailing mothers whose faces stared deeply into the lifeless eyes of children.
 I heard the echoes of “Show me your hands!” And the echo of “I can’t breathe!”

“Son! What do you see?!”

“God, I see hate! I see the powerful and the austere set traps for the weak.
 I see hate become real as mothers weep, the sick fall, and brown skin rejoins the earth before its time!” 

“God what will you do?!” 

God looked me in the face and said to me, “Son, what do you see?”

I turned again and saw my Father run into the valley. “Wait!” I said. 

He moved like the clouds.

His hands became dirty with the soil.
His clothes became red.
He put the poor on his shoulders, the orphaned in his arms, and kissed the widows.

He ran through the fists and the screams.
He took the blows of the fiends.

He came before me. Beaten, bloodied, and frayed.
His body bent low yet all he carried survived the day.


“Son! What did you see?!”


I looked My God in the face and weeped to him, “God I see love.”


This gets me out of bed in the morning….