Placebo

 I bring my focus to the Placebo Effect

I seek Wisdom

I court Grace

I look to the man who walked on water

The one who promises we win the race

And now I think of the tangible

The things and stuff of form

The wine that turned into water

Mary’s knowing her son could transform

The matter of this world

Not as permanent as once assumed

The raising of dead Lazzarus

The stone rolled from a Savior’s tomb

Physical, tangible reality

Suddenly appears to be a lie

Two men raised from the dead

Makes me wonder if we die

Or perhaps we’ve formed the habit

Of our ancestors before us

And forget we had a Jesus

Who sang a different chorus

Did Jack need the beans to create his world

Or did his belief in the magic create his world

Belief

The woman touched Jesus’s garment

And healed

Transformation

By 

Intention

Not 

Information

Where Am I in this??

Come to me Grace.

I seek counsel

Come to me wisdom

I grasp at the edges of my mind

There is not a magic word

There is not a magic potion

It simply takes belief

To put a new reality into motion

A pill that promises health

Is a vehicle out of pain

Beans that promise riches

Lead to the ability to gain.

But Jesus walked on water

And Peter followed suit

So perhaps questioning placebo

Will expose a brand new route

Out of the tangible tired world

You and I both know

Let’s contemplate placebo

And see what stalks we grow

For I for one am tired

Of being limited and in fear

Transubstantiation

For I for one am tired

Of being separate and inferior

Jesus is my friend

I love Him

He loves me

He says that I have time

But I so want to be free

Change my focus, Brother

Bring me more into my heart

I dream I find a way

To get us closer

To our start

Change my focus Brother

Inspire and renew

The way I see the Spirit

The legacy of You.