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To love Jesus is to long with Him
But that longing is not enough
There is a need
To structure our lives
Around spending time with Him.

To desire also means to be disciplined
And then, we found ourselves
Delighting in the Lord.
It captures the essence
Of what it takes
To develop a consistent devotional life.

You can be motivated with great desire,
But without discipline
You will never get there
Discipline positions us
To receive grace;
Discipline is not grace
It is the *submission of our heart

To encounter the grace of God.

It is not about whether God loves us —
His love is sure
Whether we are disciplined or not —
But it is our wholehearted response
To Him that allows us to find Him.

One must delight in the Lord
And shear every misfitting
And *earthly delights.
“It shall come to pass in the latter days that the mountain of the house of the Lord shall be established as the highest of the mountains, and shall be lifted up above the hills; and all the nations shall flow to it, and many people shall come and say: “Come let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the house of Jacob, that he may teach us his ways and that we may walk in his paths,” For out of Zion shall go the law and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem.” – Isaiah 2:2-3 (ESV)
As humans we all want to leave a mark
To be remembered
To have lived a worthy life
Change the world
Not me
I will quickly pass out of the earth's memory
My goal is only to inspire other souls
If I can only help one person on my life so be it
If I can make the world seem wonderful and grand
If I can make life worthwhile for one person
My job here is complete
I don't need my memory to go on
I'm just here to help
I'll live an ordinary life
Full of dreams I won't achieve
This world is too vast for me
No one will remember me
I won't leave a footprint
I'll be washed away with the sand
This doesn't make my existence worthless
I'm not even a ghost
The world won't miss me
The earth won't notice in gone
I'll be a gentle breeze
Quietly moving on
Keeping watch over the loved ones
Wishing them the best
The world won't know me
I'm only here to be my best
I won't be famous
Or taught about in school
But the life I change will live in to do great things
They will be great
But not me
I'll gladly fade away
I read of heartbreaks, of ***** estate,
and how to leave him with a blank slate.
Fair to say,
you will have a clean get away
only if you stay.
Remain in the pieces that you had been shattered,
and under the clouds that are scattered.
Only then sweetheart,
will you learn that moving on is art.
Tears my dear, and trouble grip of steer.
It will all soon be okay,
forget about the weight of your mistakes
And live but only
for today.
01/21/15 11:37PM
February's
another month marked;
its ever requisite yellow roses
unceremoniously left for a morrow's snow's
cover of quiet over stone rows;
a foot path pocked
temporarily
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
David Barr
Shall we embark upon the ancient grove, where seedlings propagate their sensual jaws of death?
We have burst forth from the liberated confines of contemporary entitlement and social communism.
Crossing through to the cosmological amusement arcade, we are presented with a melodic base and harmony which rise beyond legends of dialectical octaves within our classical symphony.
Therefore, let us use visible gestures which convey an accurate understanding of this intricate arrangement.
It is not dissimilar to the purkinje fibres of ventricular walls, because without synchronicity, the music will cease to resound across the galaxies.
If one were to ask
If we were to be
Maybe Shakespeare would shake his head
Or nod calmly as if nothing mattered
Because, it's often quoted
But that doesn't make it true.
Even Will himself
Can't give us an answer
But if I were to guess,
We wouldn't have to ask that question
In the first place
Because I'd already know
That the answer is yes,
It's to be, and it is fated by the stars
From the start, yes I knew
It doesn't have to be complicated
But I suppose if you'd like
We can give it some deeper meaning
Even if it doesn't need one
Because all I know
Is that you're the one,
And it's definitely to be.
Not even sure. But this is quite interesting.
Hello?
It's been awhile,
since *real connection.

I'm sorry I let go
I'm sorry I couldn't watch you anymore.
Did you drown all your demons?
Hey?
Did you drown me along
with the demons?
I'm sorry I let go
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
Rj
Make Love
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
Rj
I don't just want to have ***
But rather *make love
Doesn't it sound so much more beautiful?
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
Haydn Swan
In that moment,
descending into a drunken mess,
he tried to grasp at the moon but stumbled over his own soul,
what might have become or may have been,
ours is not to tell,
nor is there rhyme or reason,
for betwixt the threshold of darkness and a flickering candle,
the beacon to the lost is sometimes found,
inwardly looking at the reflection within,
not with standing the image without,
all is but a dream.
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