#Oscar#truefreedom#forgiveness

for  Oscar

You do not know me, but I know you

I know you as the man who won a little hope for us who call ourselves South African

I know you as the runner...

the BladeRunner.

The one who despite his real life disability

fought back at life 

and won.

I heard this week a story of life 

as you lived it.

as a child and then a teen

and now all grown up

with real decisions and real life choices

with the consequences of small moments with big decisions

On a day I spoke with a teen

fresh with new ideas on age old things.

she shared of her admiration

and her strong conviction for you.

"you see"... she added almost as if I should have known this,

" every teen has done their oral on Oscar Pistorious."

You were a hero..an idol of sorts.

You held a place in our hearts and minds

 that none is suposed to hold.

It is the place reserved for a king you see

When you or I place ourselves, any-one, another

in that place

on a throne not fit for just anyone

we create an idol

and every idol will fail us

it lies you see

and whispers sweet nothings as we are lulled to sleep

under the illusion that even you could

deliver us something

I think in part we are to blame

you rose up and we held you there

and now you crash and fall

the idol has awokended the giant within

and we are hungry for blood

your blood

because after all someone must pay

Now, today, again as you raise your head

and fight for your life

I got to thinking and so to writing.

You see, you do not know me, yet I see you

I see a man in pain and sorrow

and I, a familiar fellow traveller

on the road of loss and grief

heard
I saw!

Do you grieve for the loss of the woman you killed

or is it the potential loss of all you have created

that false ivory tower that wealth builds..
is it this life you grieve

and yet I see your

pain

sadness

sorrow

and grief

and for a while I allowed myself the luxury of seeing you

and I felt pity 

and so I pray

You fight for your freedom but you will remain in bondage no matter what the outcome

Real freedom does not come from a judges gavel

It is to be found at the foot of quite another kind of wood.

Here you will find real freedom

 that comes from really confronting the darkness within

and instead of fleeing from yourself 

and blaming the life that was

 the crime that is

 the fear the rules

 take  a long and real look at your very dark and broken self

and take it all

to the foot of the one who created your very soul.

The only person who can set you free

is the one who hung on the tree.

It is here that you will find real freedom

despite the outcome of this trial.

you may walk free or be confined by bars

but neither will bring real ,

soul freedom

if your sorrow leads you

to repentance

repentance

 leads you to salvation

and with this real salvation you will be set free.

But

with the sorrow that this world offers

if you press into it

you will only find death and decay

regret and forever sadness.

so I urge you
 turn from your act of madness

honestly and courageously

turn to him

the One

He

 will really save you from yourself
and from quite another judgement
the real judge of all

He is able to 

 give you life and freedom 

in abundance.

He will set you free indeed!