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Overwhelmed by grace.
God can win your heart as well.
Beauty's found in him.
Oct 17, 2020
Oct 17, 2020 at 9:21 PM UTC
Unmistakable.
That rotting flesh smell—fresh death.
O, Lord, come quickly.
Sep 18, 2020
Sep 18, 2020 at 6:50 PM UTC
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We are just brain states.
Hurling toward nothingness.
One day we will know.
Aug 29, 2020
Aug 29, 2020 at 10:14 AM UTC
It's not about you, it never was.
It doesn't matter how cheap you're selling hugs.
You're still selling them.
And you can't buy love.
Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 9:18 PM UTC
In my youthful pride, I forgot how quickly death can take.
How he can come and then be done and leave destruction in his wake.
With bright eyes gleaming, I forgot how dark the night can be.
Then night came, with no stars beaming, and none could the dawn foresee.
Yet it was here, in this darkness, that the light began to shine.
Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 9:01 PM UTC
I remember the look in your eyes
when you first thought of leaving me.
Perhaps I could have put the fire out then
with an "I love you."
But the naturalist inside me decided
to let it rage
I remember where I was when you
realized you were too good for me.
I was selfishly basking
in your company.
Perhaps I could have said something
to make you stay.
By now, you are probably
halfway to the place you
fantasized of being while
you were with me.
I remember when you left.
And I bid thee farewell.
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 11:42 PM UTC
Out there—lost in a sea of blue.
Somewhere between dusk and dawn waiting for that golden hue.
Dec 24, 2019
Dec 24, 2019 at 10:32 PM UTC
Why must we wear these masks day in and day out?
Why must we be ***** within and clean without?
Why must we be full of dead men's bones, though we shine in the light?
Why must we march in this parade and fight in this brigade with all of our might?
Perhaps the answer is not as simple as it seems.
Perhaps only false light beams.
Though I do not know, nor can I,
I will keep trusting Him.
And by and by, we shall see why
Every morning no matter how grim,
Our shiny mask wears a grin.
Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 4:51 PM UTC
I once was afar off but now am near
O God, have mercy on me, a sinner
My vision, once blurry, is now so clear
Through thy son I am proclaimed a winner
Perfection died and bled upon that tree
So that I may one day enter your rest
Perfection died that I may perfect be
Dear Lord, please now hold me close to thy breast
Since all the world will one day go in flame
And one day all will bow before thy Son
I should dare not trust in my own vain fame,
only boasting in Your victory won
O dear Lord, I pray for my enemy
I pray that one day he too will be free
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 10:46 PM UTC