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Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Love is Mine
Love is odd
Beautiful yet full of pain
Can fill you with joy
Then crush you
Love is hope
It is waiting
Seeking, finding moving
It slows time
Then speeds in fast forward
Slow motion pain
Roller coaster fast, rushes you forward
It seems to hinder ability to think
Keeps guessing... guessing
Love is complex
An array of emotion
Not one set feeling
Not even one set time
Quickly builds up
Then slowly eats away
Love is HARD
So easy to fall in love
Baby's first kick or first cry
Brings full on love
Then noun becomes verb
When love becomes action
Child who needs... love
Mother who LOVES... child
Give the love
Each moment in passing time
Love is HARD
Complex, it drives
Complex, it is unthinking
Renders thoughtless
Or selfish thought
It fills with care
To the one it loves
The one I love
The child held in mothers arms
The child held at arms lenghth
A mother who wants to hold once again
A love that holds on and on
To a child that yearns
Then struggles
Love is struggle
Love is hard
Love is mine
Love is mine
Love is mine for you
Beautiful yet full of pain
Can fill you with joy
Then crush you
Love is hope
It is waiting
Seeking, finding moving
It slows time
Then speeds in fast forward
Slow motion pain
Roller coaster fast, rushes you forward
It seems to hinder ability to think
Keeps guessing... guessing
Love is complex
An array of emotion
Not one set feeling
Not even one set time
Quickly builds up
Then slowly eats away
Love is HARD
So easy to fall in love
Baby's first kick or first cry
Brings full on love
Then noun becomes verb
When love becomes action
Child who needs... love
Mother who LOVES... child
Give the love
Each moment in passing time
Love is HARD
Complex, it drives
Complex, it is unthinking
Renders thoughtless
Or selfish thought
It fills with care
To the one it loves
The one I love
The child held in mothers arms
The child held at arms lenghth
A mother who wants to hold once again
A love that holds on and on
To a child that yearns
Then struggles
Love is struggle
Love is hard
Love is mine
Love is mine
Love is mine for you
Thursday, April 29, 2010
A prayer to a King
In all things Pray without ceasing
Hoping, waiting for God to hear my prayers
Giving to God each day my cares
What is there to do but wait?
When each day I seem unable to control my fate
Here Am I Lord, your servant in distress
Trying to pick up the pieces of this mess
What am I to do but wait on His wing?
When all is falling apart, His praises I still sing
All is lost and all is gained
Heart is still beating yet pained
What is this life for whom am I living?
For each pain His grace is giving
Feeling overwhelmed and so stressed
Knowing I am sheltered and blessed
This is how life goes sometimes
Created spotless life begrimes
Bruised but not broken
For me He has spoken
He holds me dear in His heart
No struggle in life can keep us apart
I know He holds my hand as I walk
Hears my prayers before I can talk
Holds me in His highest esteem
Cleanses me spotless restores my gleam
He keeps me through the struggles in life
Finds the joy that keeps me through the strife
Praise to a Savior, Praise to the King
In struggles and pain His praises I will still sing
(Amen)
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Mother
More pain creeps in her life,such distress
Only to help her I am lacking I confess
Time heals old wounds but brings in the new
Hurt is a dark tunnel to travel through
Everytime she hurts, my beautiful mother
Ready I stand to love her, she is a soul like none other
I hold her in my heart like a yellow rose
Lovely and gold, through her hardship she still glows
Oh to heal her hearts pain
Vessel of God, shining through the rain
Only to help her I am lacking I confess
Time heals old wounds but brings in the new
Hurt is a dark tunnel to travel through
Everytime she hurts, my beautiful mother
Ready I stand to love her, she is a soul like none other
I hold her in my heart like a yellow rose
Lovely and gold, through her hardship she still glows
Oh to heal her hearts pain
Vessel of God, shining through the rain
Even in hardship He makes hearts sing
Yes, my mother is entrusted to a King
Oh, this suffering, if only to wipe it away for evermore
Yes, my mother is entrusted to a King
Oh, this suffering, if only to wipe it away for evermore
Under the depths, as low as the ocean floor
Isn't that what Love is for?
Isn't that what Love is for?
Dragon Park
Breaking, breaking, wondering if it will shatter
Holding on by a thread that seems in tatters
Each day seems to bring new heartache
Longsuffering, not letting go for her own sake
A mystery is the best laid course
Ride in like the savior on the white horse
Save the day, redeem the forgotten girl
My plans slowly, painfully unfurl
Slay the dragon surrounding my princess
My sword has no direction so aimless
Unable to slay what I cannot see
My princess, inside herself so lonely
Sword in my hand
Ready to take my stand
My sword and my heart seem to fail
My stance seems in comparison too frail
Yet, I will somehow hold on through the perilous night
Until the day brings hope and shines its light
I will slay the enemy that holds her in distress
Save the hostage, free the princess
Image taken from: http://renazzle.blogspot.com/2009/06/sugar-free-disney-sleeping-beauty.html
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Letter to "Juliet"
"I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me! A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of Men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand!"
In my heart I hold her dear
Yet her pain fills me with fear
I want to help her and ease her struggle
Yet I always seem to drop in this juggle
I feel stretched so thin
Hard to find the hurting girl within
She has her life, I have hopes
Strangers in sense, just learning the ropes
Wanting so badly to build confidence
Undo some heartache, return to innocence
I feel so stupid to help her even if she would let
She feels invincible her mind is set
I find myself grasping to find
A simple way to her heart and mind
Holding on to a girl who wants to let go
A shakespearean tragedy we are tossed to and fro
A way to love her to let her see?
She is part of my heart, a part of me
Oh, how her pain fills me with fear
Yet in my heart I hold her so dear
I will fight on for her life and love
And pray for some help to come from above
Saturday, April 17, 2010
The Kingdom of God
Is God's kingdom a beautiful forever?
Only to be seen when soul and body sever
When souls leave earth to become anew
And slip to heavens gates and ushered through
There singing God's praise for a thousand years
A radiating perfect God wipes all of our tears
Is God's kingdom seen in His smallest creation?
A tiny beating heart in mothers womb, her hearts elation?
God knitting in mothers womb, His promise of life
All the days ordained, yet even moments of strife
A new life God loves yet a mother would scorn
As He protects and nurtures a blessing is born
God's kingdom demonstrated with a life of servitude and praise When man lives to love Him all of his meager days
As God's creation tells of His amazing love
God inscribes names in the Book of Life above
Miracles occur and account of His glory
God's wonder shown in each life's story
God's kingdom was indeed not of this earth
And not on the cross with His last breath
King of the Jews inscribed as He waited to die
While few loyal below did lament and cry
His kingdom touches all above and below
It touches the sun rising and setting on the horizon
Even as night's death gives way to sun rising
A broken curse of death and sin
God's kingdom is also found there within
God's kingdom hopes not a soul should perish
Each one loved, each heart He does cherish
What is that one thing? That one lost sheep
That He holds close to His heart He does keep
Indeed God's kingdom touches all
Yet God desires not one should fall
It touches hearts and brings the lost home
Each one lost sheep nevermore should roam
Safe in God's arms at home with a King
A thousand more years His praises to sing
Only to be seen when soul and body sever
When souls leave earth to become anew
And slip to heavens gates and ushered through
There singing God's praise for a thousand years
A radiating perfect God wipes all of our tears
Is God's kingdom seen in His smallest creation?
A tiny beating heart in mothers womb, her hearts elation?
God knitting in mothers womb, His promise of life
All the days ordained, yet even moments of strife
A new life God loves yet a mother would scorn
As He protects and nurtures a blessing is born
God's kingdom demonstrated with a life of servitude and praise When man lives to love Him all of his meager days
As God's creation tells of His amazing love
God inscribes names in the Book of Life above
Miracles occur and account of His glory
God's wonder shown in each life's story
God's kingdom was indeed not of this earth
And not on the cross with His last breath
King of the Jews inscribed as He waited to die
While few loyal below did lament and cry
His kingdom touches all above and below
It touches the sun rising and setting on the horizon
Even as night's death gives way to sun rising
A broken curse of death and sin
God's kingdom is also found there within
God's kingdom hopes not a soul should perish
Each one loved, each heart He does cherish
What is that one thing? That one lost sheep
That He holds close to His heart He does keep
Indeed God's kingdom touches all
Yet God desires not one should fall
It touches hearts and brings the lost home
Each one lost sheep nevermore should roam
Safe in God's arms at home with a King
A thousand more years His praises to sing
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