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0418

If the Words I hear aren't from You,
Never let me go.
If it is not for Your glory that I do what I do,
Let me stop here
For me to take a stand for what I truly believe in.

If Your Spirit no longer dwells in me,
Will You satisfy me with Your anointing
As I leave my past behind
And enter Your mercy and be in Your Heaven's place.

If it is not by Your wisdom that I understand things,
Let me not be deceived by the schemes of this world
That I may not trample down every word that You say
And as You speak, it shall be my breath of Life.

If it is not by Your army who rise up for my protection
Where shall I find comfort?
Or to whom say, "My God is my Defender."

If power is given to me
Yet I found You no longer reigning in me
Take away my eyes that make my flesh live in filthiness
That honor and glory be bestowed on Your throne.

I call to You
And for the rest of my Life
Let Me call to You --
Alone and sweet Your Words shall be
I will not be deaf
Let me not be in silence
Let Your Words Speak
This is my call for today.
1 Samuel 26:8-12
Then Abishai said to David, “God has given your enemy into your hand this day. Now please let me pin him to the earth with one stroke of the spear, and I will not strike him twice.” But David said to Abishai, “Do not destroy him, for who can put out his hand against the Lord's anointed and be guiltless?” And David said, “As the Lord lives, the Lord will strike him, or his day will come to die, or he will go down into battle and perish. The Lord forbid that I should put out my hand against the Lord's anointed. But take now the spear that is at his head and the jar of water, and let us go.” So David took the spear and the jar of water from Saul's head, and they went away. No man saw it or knew it, nor did any awake, for they were all asleep, because a deep sleep from the Lord had fallen upon them
031518

I began to die
As the birds grant melody towards the vast galaxy
I began to learn that things like UFOs aren't real.

I began to die
The clouds shove regrets and stir out their spirit
Upon the loamy creatures called humankind
And the breath was at that degree
That there're no longer voices in their psyche.

I began to die
And chant in my dreams
As if my heart sought for visible schemes --
Those schemes full of hope
That my flesh was no longer in my bones.

I began to die
And shiver in my blanket because of the disgrace
That this muddy-blood human being was an ash in the tray
But I'd rather not to --
That I may not turn joy into chocolates of grief.

I am dying --
I began dying to myself
And day by day, I keep on dying.
It's not simply because I choose to --
But because I'm meant for it.

To die in my own flesh
Regardless of the thousand veils I keep on wearing
Regardless of the fact that I am a human being,
But I'm not only a human being --
I am chosen
And I have a calling
And yes, it does matter.
Ilang buwan na ang lumipas
Nang gisingin ako ng agos  ng tubig sa dalampasigan
Puti ang buhangin
At kumakapit sa kayumanggi kong mga balat
Ang halik ng Haring Araw.

Laking-gulat ng lahat nang anurin ako
Ng napakalakas na hangin patungo sa Isla
At doon bumungad sa akin ang Pitong Karagatang
Mitsa ng aking pagbangon sa kasalukuyan.

Naghilamos ako sa maalat na tubig
At doo’y naging kakulay ko ang kanilang lahi
At inangkin nila ako
Gaya ng isang parte ng isang pamilya.

Bumukod ako sa pag-aakalang iba ako at iba sila
Hanggang sa ang ako ay para sa kanila pala
Nagbunga ang pagbuhos ng Langit ng kanyang kasiguraduhan
At doon ako'y hindi na isang dayuhan
At alipin ninuman.

Kinuha ko ang kurtina sa aking bintana
At tinapon ko sa aking likuran
Kasabay ng paniniwala kong babalik ang Araw
At ako'y muling aagusin ng napakalakas na alon kagaya noon
At sana --
Sana nga makabalik na ako
Sa aming tahana'y
Babalik na ako.
Nagtagpo ang ating mga salita
Higit sa isang sandali
Yung isang sandaling hindi panandalian
At kalakip ng ating tila kaytagal na hintayan
Ang sinasabi nilang heto na
Heto na pala ang pangmatagalan.

Nagtagpo ang ating mga ulirang mga puso
Kasama ang bawat sakit na hanggang ngayo'y pasan-pasan pa rin natin.
Kasama ang bawat agam-agam,
Kasabay ng kanyang pagluwas buhat sa mga makakapal na ulap
Ang pagtanghod ko sa muli nating pag-uusap.

Nagtagpo ang ating mga damdaming
Marupok pa sa kahoy na hinayaang anayin.
Kung saan ang bawat pako'y nag-iwan ng mantsya at kalawang.
Nagtagpo ang ating mga basag na pangarap
Ang mga pangakong hinayaan nating
Matunaw sa likido ng galit at pait.

Nagtagpo ang ating mga paningin
Sa hindi inaasahang tambayan
Sa tambayan ng damdaming
Akala nati'y wala nang lusot para sa kinabukasan
At kasabay ng minsan nating pag-aaksaya ng panahon
Sa pagpapaligaw sa mga mabubulaklak na salita,
Tayo ay nagtagpo na may iisang luha sa iisang garapon.

Nagtagpo tayo sa basag na nakaraan
At hinapo sa bawat piyesta ng masasakit na mga salita
Bagkus sa likod ng bawat "ayoko na" at "bahala ka na"
Ay sabay tayong nagtagpo at nagtago ng ating mga dala-dala.

Doon ka sa kaliwa at ako naman sa kanan
Doon tayo sa magkasalungat na landas
Kung saan ang oras ay posibleng di na magsipaglihis pa
Na ang aking umaga ay di mo na gabi
At ang aking gabi ay di mo na umaga.
Kung saan ni isa'y di na aalis
At kung saan ang lahat ay posibleng di na magmintis.

Baka doon --
Baka sakaling matagpuan nating muli ang isa't isa.

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Minsan, napadpad ako sa karagatan
Kung saan ang bawat hampas ng alon
Ay tila kumpas na lamang ng nakaraan
Na ang dating puting buhangin
Ay unti-unti nang nanumbalik
Akala ko'y isang panaginip
Pero doon ay may subalit --
Subalit na napakaganda.

Ako'y saksi sa pagluha ng langit nang pabaliktad
Na parang ang lahat ng maganda sa dalampasigan
Ay unti-unting inanod
At akala ko'y di na makababalik.
041217

Hindi ko alam kung ilang beses ba nating
Pipiliting basahin ang mga palad ng bawat isa.
Na minsang inakala nating hinulma para sa isa't isa
Na minsang binigkas natin ang "mahal kita."

Marahil kaya tayo'y naudlot ng Tadhana noon
Di lang dahil hindi tayo handa
Pero dahil hindi natin makakayang tumayo sa kanya-kanyang pananampalataya.

Ilang beses kong ipinagdasal na

Bawiin ka na lang Niya ulit
Di kasi tayo nakalulugod sa Kanya
Parang wala na rin akong maharap sa Kanya.

At yung mga bagay-bagay na noon binitiwan ko na --
Ngayon, mas lalo lang lumala
Mas lalong di ako makawala
Kasi nagpapagamit tayo sa sariling kagustuhan.

Kung ganito ang pag-ibig,
Gusto ko na lamang huminto
Hindi kita sasarhan ng pinto
Talagang sa mga oras na ito'y hindi lang akma ang "tayo."

Magbibilang na naman tayo ng iilan pang mga araw
At buwan o panibagong taon na naman
Pero sana sa pagkakataong ito,

Hayaan na nating itama Niya na ang lahat.
1017

Your love is ancient,
Your love is ancient, oh oh oh
Your love is ancient
Lord, I have You

There's redemption in Your scars
There's an ancient love in You
Hanging in every Word You say
You're always present, never leavin' me.

There's a brokenness, in my heart
That only You can bless (bless oh Lord)
You make me hold to what is Yours
Jesus, You make me whole.

You're more than a spark in my eyes
You're more than a flame in my soul
Oh Your love is a fire
I'm breathing now, I am alive

Galaxies are born as You breathe
Your Words are true, I'm anchored in You
You cross the distance when I can't Lord
You said, "Be free" in my slavery.

Your voice says, "Stop fighting
Coz it's not your fight
Trust in Me with hands open wide
Take My hand, lean on My side
I am Yours and You are mine.

You whisper for darkness to go
You shout, "Arise, You are brand new"!"
Thousands of lies disappear
All my failures are gone
I overcome the seas.

Your love is ancient
Your love is ancient
Your love is ancient
My victory, it is done
 Aug 2017
Cynthia Jean
Our doggie

needed a home

loves to play

brings her toys

cuddles up

brings such joy

to hurting hearts

a balm to us

fills that place

of pain

for her

for us.

Cynthia Jean 2017
what a gift and blessing our Lydia has been for the past year....a perfect gift from God.
 Aug 2017
Cynthia Jean
Tears of love

They are not joyful ones

But, I believe

necessary.

They flow

along with my prayers,

for my offspring

some of whom

are

the prodigals.

Cynthia Jean 2017
 Aug 2017
Cynthia Jean
Faith made perfect
Those golden threads of Love
woven
through our days
of joys
and sorrows.

Cynthia Jean

8.23.2017
Our life is a tapestry, and nothing is ever wasted.
 Jul 2017
Alyssa Underwood
In all my paralyzing confusion, only one thing is needed; in all my anxiety over my much less than ideal circumstances, only one thing is needed; in all my this-is-so-unfair discouragement, only one thing is needed; in my pressing-down-like-a-boulder-on-my-chest grief, only one thing is needed; in my feels-like-my-insides-are-being-scraped-out sorrow, only one thing is needed; in my falling-apart-at-every-seam life, only one thing is needed; in my can’t-seem-to-muster-the-will-to-get-out-of-bed depression, only one thing is needed; in my sure-I’m-finally-going-crazy state of mind, only one thing is needed; in my so-mad-I’ve-got-to-throw-and-break-something anger, only one thing is needed. In the scorning and tormenting face of rejection or betrayal or failure or devastating news or disfiguring disease or the worst fears of my heart coming to pass, only one thing is needed—to come and sit at Jesus’ feet and listen to what He is saying.

To entrust myself to Him, to acknowledge His presence with me, to submit myself to His perfect authority over me, to just look at Him and recognize His all-surpassing worth, to feast on Him, to wait for Him to speak and know that He longs to do so more than I long to hear it, to meditate on His Word and speak it back to Him both in praise and request and to ask Him exactly what it means for me right now, to be ready to respond to Him in obedience and follow him wherever or however He leads, to be willing to tune out every competing voice no matter how well-intentioned and to say “No!” to whatever He has not called me to, to believe that He cares deeply and passionately for me both in His emotion toward me and in His personal tending of me, to see that the details of my life matter even more to Him than they do to me and that He holds every one of them in His hands and is perfectly directing them for intimacy and glory, to refuse to be drawn away or worried or upset by the many preparations and distractions all around me by casting every burden down before Him and taking up His all-sufficient grace for every need, and above all to want Him more than anything and to let everything else fit into that all-pervasive desire—this is the ONE THING that is needed both now and throughout every season of my life, and if I will choose it, it will not be taken from me. It is the one thing worth fighting to the death for and will, no doubt, require just such a dying again and again and again...
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"But whatever were gains to me I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them garbage, that I may gain Christ and be found in Him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ—the righteousness that comes from God on the basis of faith. I want to know Christ—yes, to know the power of His resurrection and participation in His sufferings, becoming like Him in His death, and so, somehow, attaining to the resurrection from the dead.

"Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."
~ Philippians 3:7-14


"As Jesus and His disciples were on their way, He came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what He said. But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to Him and asked, 'Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!'

"'Martha, Martha,' the Lord answered, 'you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.'"
~ Luke 10:38-42


"One thing I ask from the LORD,
    this only do I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the LORD
    all the days of my life,
to gaze on the beauty of the LORD
    and to seek Him in His temple."
~ Psalm 27:4
012817

Iguhit sa buhangin ang iyong nasirang pangarap
Natangay man ng hanging habagat
Ito'y iyong ulitin
Pagkat sa kamay mo nakasalalay
Ang imahe na magsisilbing litrato
Ng iyong mapaglarong isip.

Kumpas ng kamay
Na tila nagpapagalaw ng mga butil
Ng buhangin kasabay ng nanghihileng tugtugin
At ang bumbilyang nagsisilbing ilaw
Sa madilim na kwarto
Na sya ring nagbibigay kulay
At naiisakatuparan ang mga munting nilikha
Sa ibat iba nitong linya.

Ngayon, ikaw ay dumating
Wag **** sasabihing huli na ang lahat
Dahil ang isang pangarap na minsang binuo mo,
Ay siya ring muling magdidikta ng iyong ginintuang pag-iisip.

Kamay ay gamitin sa malikhaing gawa
Dahil Diyos ang nagbigay ng talento
Na iyong gagamitin sa pagbuo ng natibag na pangarap.
Magdiwang dahil kagaya ko,
Siya ang magbubuo ng iyong pangarap.

Alamin ang adhikain sa mundong ibabaw
Dahil dito mo ipakikita na ika'y matatag
At makapagpapasya na magbago nang naaayon sa Kanya.

Ang iyong AMA ang Siyang gagabay at magpapakita
Ng iyong maliwanag na pangarap at buhay.
(C) MKD

Medyo in-edit ko lang.
 Dec 2016
Gracie Knoll
The girl from the slums
She was told she was dumb
That she'd never grow old to be anyone

The guy from the street
He was bullied and beat
Told to just shut up and sit in his seat

That's what they say
That's not what You say!

You say that she's loved
That You're more than enough
To get her through life even when it's tough

You say that You're proud
And You say it out loud
Whenever he's lost he will always be found

That's what You say!
And that's what counts.
A song.
His Truth invades
my
fractured
mind.

With
Light
filling
every crack.
"Let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think." Rom. 12:2, Holy Bible
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