Nazareth

I am from a place like Nazareth, I was raised in a place where people drive through where military people are expected to travel around the world but end up on base stuck in a desert town. 

Where the young people– and the old get high, kids having kids and still party like there is no tomorrow, almost like there is no future here. If you can leave my hometown, it almost feels like you won the lottery but if you are forced to come back… it is like fate caught you lacking. That kind of disappointment makes hope sleepy.

I’m from a place people don’t even know they overlook like you don’t notice walking over bacteria. Small, so small, that even though I escape, I still feel small. 

Yet Jesus was from Nazareth, at a time when people asked, “Can anything good come from Nazareth?” 

The Messiah fulfilled his promise raised in a small place people overlooked. Jesus is humble enough to be born in a manger not a spacious room in the kingdom. Wise enough not to feel impeded by lowly circumstances. 

Loving enough to be an everyday man and God 

I’m from my own Nazareth. A military brat raised in a town that was seemingly stuck in the middle of nowhere. Is that supposed to mean something wrong with me?

That is supposed to mean I don’t come from greatness. That my destiny is against rather than for me.

I noticed the Most High is always overlooked and undervalued.

The Kingdom is the most beautiful place we haven’t seen but the citizens get a glimpse by faith, and yet even heaven is overlooked because they don’t have eyes to see.

Keep overlooking the Word until you can’t anymore. It’s okay if they think nothing of me 

I’m no longer confused 

My hometown doesn’t hold me back. It’s more so God will always love those things society discards.

God loves those who the world would hate

God chooses losers over the world’s winners

I’m happy that my true origin was reborn, I’m from Alamogordo in the physical but before the world was made my inception was heaven. Maybe no one notices me but without a doubt, I’m blessed because I know where I’m from.