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We whom belong to Jesus the Christ our Living God.
Need to pray to Jesus to breathe life into this site again.
For him to get all of the glory for saving this here site.
Thus revealing to all that visit this here site shall know.
That he is not a myth, but the real deal the true God.
So please start praying for there to be life breathe into this.
 Aug 2015
Jennifer Weiss
It has never been about my writing,
whether I have acknowledged that or not.
If I cannot tell you now what my heart is hiding,
then this has all been for naught.
There IS a God who loves you,
more than you can ever understand.
I know this now, but keep forgetting.
Sometimes even MY faith feels like sinking sand...
But I will never waver in the knowledge,
that He loves you more than whatever
situation you are in.
I know you have all heard about it,
sin- the word that makes us cringe.
Our God died though, so that you might be free-
and for your freedom He will come again.
If this is the only thing you believe
in my writings,
believe that you will have
new life
in Him, my friend.
You're the source of true Life, and strength to walk.
You're the source, to everything that is good here.
You're the source,  to Love, peace, as well as purpose.
You're the source of Mercy, true Hope, and Healing.
For you are the only door to new life in heaven above.
For there is no other way to eternal life not even an open window.
Only one path shall give you a key to perfect peace as well.
For only you Lord Jesus shall lead us to a perfect life.
One pave with true growth into becoming your disciple.
Remember when you couldn’t wait
to show up early and find your place.
Cause you didn’t want to miss a thing.
And your heart was open and ready for change.
Oh, those days.
You were never afraid to sing,
never afraid to lift your hands.
Didn’t care what people would think.

Remember when you weren’t ashamed.
To tell your friends about your faith.
A time when you felt the pain
of just one lost soul that was slipping away.
Your heart was soft, you had radiant eyes,
but slowly the pressures and burdens of life
pulled you into the dark of the night.
But when did you lose your sight?

Cause you were on fire,
and church was more than a place,
and people were more than faces,
and Jesus was more than a name.

Oh you were on fire,
you let life put out the flame.
But he’s still calling out for you
cause he wants to light your heart again.
And set it on fire
Set it on fire.

Turn your eyes, turn your eyes
and don’t forget what it was like
Set me on fire, set me on fire
I wanna hold God’s people close
wanna feel the power of Jesus’ name

Set me on fire
Set me on fire
 Jul 2015
SøułSurvivør
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poetry. folded into my back
pocket dark garnet pages are
left frayed and friable like
leaves on the bottom
of a teacup

poetry. stancion of
formed glass emptied of
its torch by breakage
each shard a grain
of obsidian
sand

poetry. lamp of a great
beast structure struggling to
find its way through the labyrinth
Minotaur myths blackness
camera obscura to a feast of souls
who's meat is dusty tomes
skeletons in tombs
choking on their crusts of
parchment owls

poetry. oil of anointing
for to wrap the Christian
alive as he burns in
the garden of
Caligula

i am poetry. all of these
am i. a paper soul clipped
from an origami bird's wing
frayed like a homemade
leaf but never

*empty
Thanks to Nat Lipstadt
and Shaunna Harper
for the inspiration
 Jul 2015
Jennifer Weiss
Forgive my impatience,
or disobedience,
or sin.
Lord, I know there's a dance
you're preparing me for,
I'm not yet in.
Lord, I know you're taking what's broken
and gently have begun to mend.
And I don't want to be a disappointment,
no...never again.
Keeping searching my heart, God,
so I may never stray again.
Rid me of my flesh.
Rid me of my selfishness.
And Jesus, let your holiness be my amen.
I will lift my hands, I will bend my knees, I will raise my voice.
So give me a song to sing.
 Jul 2015
WendyStarry Eyes
This the knowledge
I've succumb to as I reach old age
The wisdom I've gathered
Is pointless if carried
With declaration of being a sage
Sooner of later
Time will have control
The best remedy I have
Is prayer to
The Master for my soul

*JEREMIAH 33:3 'Call to me and I answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.'
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