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Mark Rossol Oct 2010
Sun Sets as I descend
From the clouds, passing vapors
The last light of day
Disappearing beyond the distant
horizon. All day graced by
its light. I realize it's almost
gone. Yet though I regret
my lack of appreciation.
The Suns final moments
are its most beautiful moments.
The Sun will rise again
It doesn't hold grudges

So are God's mercies new
every morning. Tomorrow
when i see the sun rise
it will remind me of
That awesome fact.
Mark Rossol Oct 2010
This is what I think of:
Smiles and jokes
Dreams and hopes.
Laugh and a hug
truth and love.
I hope your commitment never wains.
Even through hardships, sorrows, and pains.
Remember Christ above all.
When one of you will no doubt fall.
Your love gives hope that I
Will find a love before I die.
What you have is a gift from God.
And keep him as the unwavering rod.
          For he will never fail you.
Think also on faith and hope along with love
which is in relation to the other two this: above.
Mark Rossol Oct 2010
Night driving makes me calm.
Speed underfoot, and direction in palm.
I can go really fast or slow
Destination: I don't even know
Don't really have to share the road
I feel like I stop to erode.
I don't have to think of all the things I have to do
I get to dream of what it would be like if everything were new.
If life didn't always wear me down.
Make me frown.
Kick me around.
If the right decisions weren't always hard.
And my choices were not always with selfishness marred.
Divider lines go flying by.
Can't always live my life asking "why?"
Sometimes we have to do the best with what we got.
Even if its not a lot.
And the outcomes sometimes rot.
Do we really believe that God will work it all?
Even when we slip and fall.
Mark Rossol Oct 2010
Alone, sometimes if feels like rain.
Pours or sprinkles, cold or warm
It often hits me like a storm
And also causes a striking pain

I don't know what to do or where to go
My first reaction is usually sin
A dark kind that comes from deep within
And only ever leaves me feeling low

I fast forget my Lord and Savior, Christ.
My life, love, redemption, cornerstone
That through his life and death was shown
For my sin he paid the greatest price.

In the End he did it all to say.
He loves me and is with me all the way.
Mark Rossol Oct 2010
I don't know what to say or how to start.
But you need to know your story pains my heart.
The brokenness of life is often without reason.
And God can seem distant through the darkest season.
Always remember when life wears you out.
Jesus Sighed
When Life makes you sad.
Jesus Cried.
And when life brings you to the point of Doom.
never ever forget
Jesus Died.
Mark Rossol Oct 2010
It means trusting even if trusting is dangerous.
It means giving even when gifts are treated as frivolous.
It means caring when there is no gain to be had.
It means opening my heart so its not iron-clad.
It means listening when open ears are hard to find.
It means holding fast even though life can sometimes grind.
It means doing the right thing despite the cost.
It means sacrificing all, knowing it might still be lost.
It is loving in such a way the other can see.
That the only reason I can even love is because Christ first loved me.
Mark Rossol Oct 2010
I want to jump out of a plane.
Not to die, but to feel
Wind against my face
Weightlessness, freedom
Adrenaline rush of it all
Quit sitting and looking
For cheap thrills, artificial experiences
Even the feelings will end.
Yet I will want more
Always wanting more
Never satisfied, never enough
Living is more than feeling
More than thrills or rushes
More than the sum of experiences
What have I done, left behind
Is anything my own
Or am I just passing through
Passing vapor?
I need to learn that life is more than jumping out of airplanes
How can I die, and end up learning how to live
Not just feel

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