There's a purpose for your life.
If you doubt, remember a man
who denied God three times.
A man who once was Simon,
and became Peter.
A man who converted 3,000 men
into believers.
This same man denied his Christ.
He walked on water with Him
and learned the importance
of where
to keep thine eyes.

I guess I get unimpressed
by most of which I read.
Even my own writings,
knowing fully how that seems.
A bit depressing to hear these tidings,
that tug gently at my seams.
Misery always seems inviting
on this side of the screen.
Where is the romance in delighting
of life and all its wonderful dreams?  
Am I the only one to get excited
at things I cannot see?
I cannot be the only one to share
what I believe.
I promise more awaits you than
lusting over sorrow
and feeling in between.

It's impossible to know if I did the right thing,
but it is possible to be okay knowing I did something.

Walking in the world,
I have seen a lot of things.
Some things I wish I had not,
Some things that aren't really
what they seem.

But never have I seen
a love so beautiful and serene.
It captivates those who behold it,
and gives them things beyond
their wildest dream.

I want you to know,
Lover Most Supreme;
I don't want to take for granted
these gifts and miracles
You are blessing me with.
For I want
nothing to come
in between.

It is so good to see you laugh.
So good to see you put yourself first,
and for neither one of us to finish last.

Dear beautiful child of God,
I think you're going to be amazed.
When you see the old, broken pieces
so quickly faded and washed away.

When you get to see a Godly creation,
newly formed and imperfectly made.
A creation of yourself that is so perfect,
because you gave yourself away.

Dear beautiful  you,
I hope you're forgetting about the past.
About what once was, so something better
might come to pass.

Dear you,
it is so good to see you smile.
Even if it is an
awkward, stolen glance
and only lasts this little
short while.

I finally know what they mean
about falling in love,
it's not what it may seem,
to be in love with the
One up above.

He fills
my every seam
and crack.
Every hurt and sore.
He gives me all of that,
and so much more!

I caught myself tonight
in a fit of ungratefulness.
Not the worst thing in the world,
but pretty loathsome, I imagine,
to our Creator.

I noticed I missed an answered prayer.
And another right after that.
My God, I wondered to myself,
if I missed those...
how many others could
I have had?

The moral is easy,
I share it here for both you,
and myself.
Be ever thankful for every breath,
every moment,
just because it
isn't spent
in hell.

Magic is real
and all around me.
It's amazing and graceful,
I'm forever thankful it found me.
Soothing and chilling
warming and
consuming, it wraps
all around me.
I surrender everything,
to the magical, mighty God
who found me.

God talks to me all day long
And I talk to him
And this is the way I've learned to get on.
He keeps telling me to press on
It won't last forever,
But I have to remember
Only He controls what will belong.
A world where I see you several times a week, but we don't speak...*****.
But I'm hoping it won't last long.
Because I would rather be a blatantly
desperate and in love with you friend
Than an exgirlfriend who is long gone...
I've just never found a better friend than you.
I don't think needing that is wrong.

There are opportunities a plenty,
as much as the fallen leaves on the ground.
If you breathe deeply and listen,
you can hear God's sound.
I am making it my mission,
to tell you all right now-
Spreading the gospel is more fruitful than fishing,
because even a line cast can be a letdown.
So share the word of Jesus.
Wear it strung round your forehead like a crown.
Write a tweet, send a text, sing a song long and proud.
God gave you everything and then some,
So what will you give right now?

I reached two souls tonight,
and I cannot lie.
Even if I don't get what I want,
I don't think I will mind.
I did what God called me to do,
and I feel just fine.

have courage, be sincere, obey, get back up.
This is the rhythm of life-
if you forget the last step...
you can always begin again with the first.

It wasn't long before He sent you a helper,
and you knew it right away.
But what if we just made
a mess of the whole thing.
Made just for you,
but you missed the boat
did ya?

Noah said this ride is only for two,
and He left you there.
And boy, I miss ya...
Almost all the time.
But He told me to keep moving,
I just wonder why you're always on my line.
But I don't like this kind of losing...
Maybe that's not my place.
But He and you both see it in my face.
So I try to learn to bite my tongue.
And I'm not sure how it got so deep...
But it isn't up to me,
And no, it never was.

Except when I loved you only for me,
then got stuck loving you because
you set me free...

I guess it all depends,
on the length of your winters and the sin.
I had a friend-
long ago...sing songs and then let go...
again.

I don't think anything could happen,
where I wouldn't really know.
But I guess everything kind of just happens,
and I mostly never know.
You and I sort of just happened...
and then that became a no.
And then my Happiness happened,
I hope it is a state you come to know.

Because there are signs and then desire,
and I guess I have no way to know.
But why do I keep trying?
I think you and I both know.
It doesn't mean it isn't because I'm scared of dying.
But if I don't get to love you again before then-
then I guess I'll never really know.
I just know it's the only thing really worth it-
And when you let it,  I feel like I'm flying
you know?

Miracles do happen.
All of the time.
If you open your eyes you'll see them,
you might even notice them in mine.
I know everyday for me is a miracle.
There's so much love...
But that's only because I choose it,
because that's what I choose to be made of.

I don't want you to lose it,
I don't want you to choose pain.
I watched you choose to be alone today,
and many other days much the same.
You say you want to be better,
I just wish you could hear the words...you can.
Because I know you so much...better.
I know you're a great kind of man.
The man that would bring me a glass of water,
or let me use him as a walking stick.
Or let me hold his hand,
even if the thought makes him sick.
The same man who makes me see the future,
and I mean that literally.
The same man who loved me into the woman I always wanted to be.

The same guy who is tender,
the same guy who loves so much.
Is the same guy choosing to be bitter,
but I love him just as much.
I know you will be better.
I know I cannot help.
But all my perfect, God-given happiness just doesn't seem so swell-
when you're spiraling and I know it, straight toward a man made hell.

I just want to tell my best friend,
who calls me a giggling freak,
that right now I really need you
and it isn't because I'm weak.
It's because my cat is dying,
and my ex-boyfriend is confusing
and I don't even know if he's still talking to me.
And I know that you're the same person,
but can we just pretend you're something, sort of in between?
Because last night was all about you,
and sometimes I could use a day like that for me...
But I am so afraid of giving when I ought not to.
Do you even know what I mean?

But another friend of mine told me,
would you rather say something you don't mean?
So I guess I'll just leave with "Please be happy".
That is all I need.