Waking Up

I had a dream of me living my life,
I tried to serve Christ,
But found others did not wish too.

Other wished to live for the moment,
To live for themselves.

People wanted to cheat,
To save money.

People wanted to lie,
To gain favor.

People wanted to follow their own way,
Instead of the Lord's.

These people were my best friends,
And my acquaintances.
Though Christians,
Many of them chose to serve themselves.

In the course of their sin,
They brought me down.
They ridiculed me for my higher values and ways.
They claimed that what they did wasn't wrong.
I tried to explain,
But they would not listen at all,
They were too busy living for themselves,
Than to try to live for Christ.

At first this made me frustrated,
Because I didn’t understand why.
Then I got angry and began to yell,
Because no one would listen,
No one understood.

Then at last,
Through everything I began to weep.

I began to week for those who know Christ,
But do not follow Him,
They choose to live a life of sinner,
When the Holy Spirit lies within them.
They choose the world over the goodness that God has.

I also wept for those who do not know Christ.
These people who live their own way,
They make up their own morals.
Some are so far from God,
While some can almost touch Him.
How can these sinners be told the good news,
By Christians who do not know,
Do not experience the good news in their lives.

I finally wept for those who follow Christ
And suffer ridicule for his sake.

Weeping for all of this only took a few seconds,
Then I woke up,
Mentally and emotionally drained,
Feeling like I had wept for more than a few seconds,
Yet there were no tears,
Nothing was wet

As I thought about this,
I though about this question:

Why are there no tears?

~ Daniel Brockhan