Seeing Myself

As I sit here all I can picture is Max from ‘Where the Wild Things Are’ trying his best to be ‘King’ of his own world.

I see him trying to rule over all the ‘Wild Things’ that surround him. I see him putting the crown on his head and trying to rule over everything. Then, I see him in the process of watching the whole world around him fall apart. I see him just wanting to go back to home, and to be a part of a life that, though broken, has shown him a depth of love that he did not understand before – a love that has always surrounded him in the midst of all the turmoil of life. I see him finally realizing that he is not king, and that his life cannot be controlled by him.

Ultimately, when I look at Max I see a lot of myself in him. I see him trying to control his life like I’ve tried to control my life. I see him try to claim kingship just as I’ve tried to overshadow God and claim kingship for myself. I see my reflection in his and am ashamed that I have not yet spoken of how I love for the love of Christ and the shelter of my true home.

It is only in that love, as a part of that home, that I will ever truly be at peace – even when the world around me fails.

*An excerpt from my journal on 7-26-11*

What does true home look like to you?


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About Jeremiah Dowling

I write poetry and take crazy pictures in an Orange Chair all over the United States while reading amazing books.

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