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Mouth Piece May 2014
I walk I walk the crowd is overwhelming so id rather stay in my mind running a marathon of thoughts. I'd run there forever if I could but life's finish-line is outside my inner world. " I get dizzy and start to faint my adrenaline kicks, then "I stumble but I do not fall because the Lords Mighty hands are holding me"  So against all instinct and disposition I come out to run with you my brothers and sisters! I know the race will wear us to the bone showing the weakness of our humanity but “we who are many make up one body and we belong to each other.”  When the impossible meets our fears we join at the cross and together we come alive in the intimacy of God's eternal Love.
Mouth Piece Apr 2014
How beautiful to see eternal victory wrapped in the adolescence of the 21st century. Young minds blooming on the memories of old bodies reminds my stiff joints of a youthful yesterday and how my yesterday is now your tomorrow. What am I but you and what are you but me.. yesterday and tomorrow joining as one, eclipsing time in eternal paradise, Thank you Jesus. But how often do I forget and think that I am merely the wrinkles of my age? My pride of adulthood gets stuck in the fears of distorted memories and false aspirations.  Your youthful smiles have reminded me of who I am, and subconsciously you have reminded your self for a latter date of maturity. WE are all servants.  Thank you for your role in the ultimate play called life on the stage of Earth where together we rehearse for an eternal wedding with the most high God.
Mouth Piece Mar 2014
My heart is inside out and yours is outside in…….. Push……..You wouldn’t come in and I wouldn’t come out….Push….. My mind and your body….Push…..My Ideas fly me far from your touch while your touch sails you out of my mind…..push………You shape the world with your eyes but I’m blind….my lips are the air of the unseen yet your breathless…..push……Your North tries to conquer my winter and my south tries to claim your Summer…push…opposites attract only if you let them…. Shaking I set my North to your southern sun….now were outside in from the inside out…. Eyes and ideas are joined to witness our minds meeting our bodies…I’m scared...But I see your smile……..I won’t push……..thank You Jesus for teaching me to Love deeper
Mouth Piece Mar 2014
Life will offer you a fork in the river that rages the veins of your soul. One path new the other old and familiar. Our habitual rapids have weathered emotional scars that cover thick skin. For how long will you travel this pain before you fork towards the congruent path? Your potential is waiting. It is your choice alone. Still many never leave the rapids of their youth. If you so choose Yesterday becomes Today, what was left is now right, up is down and who am I is a stranger. At first you want to change back and many do but every paddle will wish you to stay. Both riverbeds argue over the spirit. Opposites attract for this reason and if one stays till the swell settles the downstream becomes upstream within the adjoined depths of new life. What was old is new. What was dead is alive and you feel it in each heartbeat………………..The gift of baptism…………….Jesus
Mouth Piece Feb 2014
Dreams are soft upon pillow tops but nightmares in the subconscious are vicious wolves to our souls. Eyes shut to the outside world so they may open to inner galaxies. Yet the moon acts a stranger to a sunrise with amnesia. Two worlds dependent in one body, but are they indifferent or ignorant to each other? For we are awakened and asleep but at once asleep and awake depending on our eyelids positions. I want to wake up to goodnight and introduce my dreams to my dreams and my nightmares to my sins. Holy Spirit wake me up triumphant whether it be Good day or Goodnight…….For I want to know you deeper………Jesus
Mouth Piece Feb 2014
I’ve been alive for 30 years but on sleep alone I’ve slept a decade. Life is a blink in the diapers of a toddler to the identity crisis of adolescences . In this short time I can remember a fraction of what I have experienced. Using biased emotions I make my decisions for today based on the distorted interpretations of those struggles. “I am my remembering self, and the experienced self but who does the living, is a stranger to me”. We are smoke in glass to our true reflections.
Why can’t we change others? Because we barely know ourselves……….an adult is a mathematical word in our culture, a magical number of ascension from youth. How often do we become sophisticated toddlers and adolescences? We acquire degrees, accomplish, travel and get bigger toys but all the while having hearts that wear pampers and zits. Then we die before we realize….. Our true potentials. We can never totally know Who We Are within the flesh of a human mind that is limited to such short time. But truth be told our memories alone will not bring you anywhere closer to understanding. At best you repeat a more successful childhood that never exactly feels fulfilling . Do you feel a void? “For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.”
There is Someone who knows you fully and wants to help you break this cycle. He wishes to Eclipse your memory from the youth of yesterday to the thoughts of Eternity. We all need each other. No more youthful competition! Only union within a family to a Father that wishes to show us all what we all crave to know…….. Who we truly are………………...FLY……………………………………..Jesus
Mouth Piece Feb 2014
She was 21 years in flesh.. an innocent victim of Time... her age is painted delusional through beauty rest disguised in stilettos...... sleep......Her eyes dawned and the sunlight rose to an awakened age of 14 after slumber--baby pictures in bumbled speech and wobbly legs sheltered in a nest for 8 years by mama bird at best ---------school felt like an eternity but our life feels like a blink. Going from bell to bell was our experience in between the confusion of forming an identity for eternity--6-- boys in girls in love on emotions that vibrate the potential of a reflection they feel but can't yet touch--Love letters sting through past hopes wished on a face that was destine to not have the answers---------- 21 we are adults right? Look at the numbers in Time instead of your body in age--that's why we blink-then die-  before we really even had a chance to Be...they say Be this....But Now the time is yours......Jesus Loves you----Forever 21.............................
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