#risen
Before time change earlier this year...
Sunrise was after 6am...
If it's now dark after 8pm,
From Spring Forward....
2 hours later then before time change,
Of only 1 hour...
Tell me why sunrise is 30 minutes before 6am when it should be 7:10am?
That's 3 hours more sun time...
God's changed the suns approach...
Why's nobody talking about it?
The Math isn't Adding Up
Where did we gain 3 extra hours of daylight changing 1 hour ahead
May 24, 2025
May 24, 2025 at 6:58 AM UTC
The truth and power of our faith hangs on the cross,
on the height of sacrifice,
on the lengths and depths Christ was willing to go
from holy conception to physical resurrection
from Passover supper to Emmaus meal,
to fish on the beach, to the promise of a feast
at his Father's family table.
The truth on which we stand hangs on God made man
and on us made new, all due to our LORD Jesus Christ,
God's most loved Son, our loving Saviour,
our once and for all time holy, acceptable sacrifice.
The truth and power of our faith
hangs on His cross
but now stands on a rolled away stone,
revealing the empty space
that left Roman minds blown.
The truth is, the power of God is an early riser
and loves a walk in a garden
whether at the dawn of time
or before dawn on an Easter Sunday morn-ing.
The truth is, Jesus didn't waste time,
but got up early to be Mary’s before dawn guide
who promptly anointed his feet in tears one more time
(but he didn’t seem to mind)
and she spread the news
that the Truth was up and walking
way before the doubts and lies got talking.
She told them
the truth is, there's no need to rage against the coming of the night
for Jesus entered death’s domain with his pure and living light.
And before sunrise, he rose in plain sight.
The truth is,
Jesus is the Way and the Truth and New Life
and He walks with you in the early-morning Easter Light.
So rise, let your song and your life
glorify the living Christ
and share his creation-wide invite.
And tell them this truth:
Jesus is Alive.
And the people said in one voice, Amen.
Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 11:01 AM UTC
"I am a victim of circumstance."
Are we not all?
Play not devoid
But freely strum the chords
Of sympathy and even empathy,
Far from pieces which are familiar,
For situations one might sparsely fathom.
When someone's fallen
Reach out a hand to help them up
Even if it slows you down,
Even when it is not expected.
For when is a fall the expectation?
And who among us is the exception?
Reflect, act, remark.
If I am to cross the line which signals finish
It will be knowing you
Have completed the marathon.
Having waded the haze that is "competition,"
In a day & age where that means so little
And should still mean less,
I will have been obscured by nothing.
For in that trek, I won;
In the journey of the sport of love
I went the distance for a companion.
When I knelt,
I chanced a "prize"
But it was you who made me champion.
Nov 18, 2024
Nov 18, 2024 at 11:16 AM UTC
He is risen,
stone rolled away from tomb
He is risen,
death no had longer it's rule
He is risen,
above it all, above the doom
The Lord Jesus is risen.
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 6:24 AM UTC
Like a phoenix from the ashes,
I will rise
up from this mess.
This test will not distress
me for long.
Gone are the days of
warped god living,
giving my soul to the
sun baked afternoons by
the lake.
I will take all
the **** that the
enemy has to offer,
with a smile, and ask for more.
This season will only
last a little while.
Spring will
return, and when they
burn my world, I shall
rise, like a phoenix
from the ashes.
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
After the Rose had shattered like glass
painting the fragility of a gift untouched
his body begins to drown in dirt
and his feathers embrace the roots
his heart hath given to the colder winds
and his eyes kept open to see the dark
its beak still open for its last note still hung
in the air of glum and awe
but from a distance she heard the song unfinished
the angel who hears his sigh
she descends from duty to null this darkness
from one winged angel to another
she kisses him from divine intention
she holds in her lips the elixir of hope
for one touch of love and whisper of hope
and the nightingale sings again.
Sep 1, 2019
Sep 1, 2019 at 12:10 PM UTC
My brand new life and social game
forfeited in godawful shame
forgotten by default foreshadowed and defeated.
arise again.
Move mountains,
Move seas,
Spread peace,
Remain a friend.
Risen again i will fall
I will never stand tall
But i can rise up again.
Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 5:55 PM UTC
The book that I was raised on
said we killed You today.
That it took three days
and You rose again.
I believed it.
I still do.
But it says You're always with us.
And honestly.
I'm starting to wonder
Where?
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 4:35 AM UTC
It baffles my mind every day
that someone would die for me
in such an excruciating kind of way.
I think of it all the time
how this man could show love
as such a beautiful sign.
How His loving hands covered in blood
could evaporate our sins and shame
so we could be loved.
We will always remember this one man
who died on this Easter day
loves us more than anyone can.
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 10:04 PM UTC
Behold!
The blood of a lamb
Hewn from the wall of life
Flourishing as fountains
In the place of skulls
Aye!
Golgotha knows no peace
For his crown of thorns
Tore her to pieces
The heart of life
Is back to life
Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 10:10 PM UTC
at first, you were two burnished
roses, so pure and bright that i
thought you were made of gold.
you were spiritual parents to me &
taught me right from wrong, and told
me that i wasn't good enough, but that
you were great enough for all of us.
you placed a dunce cap on my head,
but you painted them gold and called them
crowns, and i believed you, you coward.
you kissed my brow, sweetly, softly,
like a vampire caresses his victim's neck,
before he plunges deep & ***** the red
from their veins.
you cradled my throat in your claws
and told me that no one else was
on my level, that no one else
could get this close to you.
i told you i dreamed of becoming a
writer, you told me to burn my journals.
i told you i dreamed of becoming a
painter, you told me to trash my brushes.
i gave you the key to my secret dreams,
to my most vulnerable place, & you
swallowed it whole, like a greedy sparrow.
for 3 years, you dangled my stolen heart
in front of me, & laughed as i chased it like
the hog-tied mule that i had become.
then one day, you got lazy & you slipped
up, you fool, you left the key & my heart
on that pedestal you brazenly sit upon.
i took it back, i swallowed my heart &
unlocked my spirit, free at long last,
and saw that you were the Wizard of Oz,
hiding behind your ratty curtains.
i laughed & i cried, when i realized
what a fool i had been, how childish
i had been, to willingly give you
my life.
you were nothing but stones dipped
in glistening blood, drained from the
blind people you feast upon, you glutton.
you broke my spine & you tried to
**** my spirit, but you didn't know,
I am the Phoenix Rising, &
you will not hold me any longer.
Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 11:51 PM UTC
In the Garden of Gethsemane
My Lord did humbly bend the knee
Praying all night for the world at large
And wrestling with His mighty charge
Yet as His disciples prayed to God
Their weary heads began to nod
And soon drifted off to sleep
Jesus alone; they slumbered deep
In the morn He woke them saying
"Why sound asleep; you should be praying"
They had no answer for their Lord
As soliders came they slashed with sword
Severed ear fell to ground
Which Jesus replaced without a sound
He was led away in captivity
But they did not know it was His destiny
Pilate succumbed to the crowds demands
To the cross they nailed His healing hands
"Forgive them, they know not what they do"
He pleaded to God for me and you
"It is finished," He said with final breath
And the Devil rejoiced at His death
His followers mourned for Him aloud
Yet on the 3rd day He threw off His shroud
For He came to seek and save what was lost
Bringing light to a world at great cost
He freely bore the sin of every man
Securing once and for all Salvation's Plan
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 10:02 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Surfing Throughout the corners of a mind i think is corrupted,
You won't find your tears here in this hell while life is instructed,
Bean spilling about your uncle , your mother , your father , your baby cousin,
I got a secret for you..
Teenage lovers , watch them fade and see what they had once before,
Under covers , thinking back when *** was good , not anymore,
Losing sparks and see them fly into someone elses vicinity,
i got a secret for you..
When people label you as something that you never thought you would be,
Looking for a piece of positivity and empathy,
I could make you see how wonderous life could truly speak,
i got a secret for you..
Stars shine , but not only for them for he leaves no one out at all,
Can't lose your composure cause you wouldn't be able to bare it all,
look for purpose in life and prepare for a new fall,
i got a secret for you..
Sing a different song to a new beginning,
i was on my own but wasn't done with sinning,
In my heart i know i am truly winning,
all these bad thoughts haunt like whoelse is thinking,
i could,
be your,
everything,
but not your little mistake,
i will not make that mistake,
i could,
be your,
everything,
but not your little mistake,
i will not make that mistake....
Staying away from all the bull from what you think is fun and better,
Heaven makes a stone cold blind man see weather,
i'm not in your line of ignorance , i know i could do better but,
i got a secret for you..
Breathing in the devils musk and make fuss about this life,
Making decisions that you know is wrong but you do it right,
Scuffing down your fathers alcohol bottles with some ice,
i got a secret for you..
Bound to drinking and shooting up but you know thats not the way,
Because of a family that doesn't understand you and your phase,
planning to leave and never come back was in the mind anyway,
i got a secret for you..
Know you worth cause isn't hard in this wicked world to start,
Guard your brain , guard you heart , guard your soul don't drift apart,
but there was something you always had to embark,
That God Loves you , take your life back,
Right Nows the time to start,
Sing a different song to a new beginning,
i was on my own but wasn't done with sinning,
In my heart i know i am truly winning,
all these bad thoughts haunt like whoelse is thinking,
i could,
be your,
everything,
but not your little mistake,
i will not make that mistake,
i could,
be your,
everything,
but not your little mistake,
i will not make that mistake.
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:52 AM UTC
Make way for the Jesus the King!
His angels dance and sing,
For he has returned,
To save the sick and the burned,
He rides from the white city,
He cries with great pity,
For his people are far away,
They have turned long astray,
Cursed are the ones who ignore him,
But blessed are those who follow him,
For he will lead them to land,
Composed of pure blood from his hand,
Rejoice, for Christ is here!
Rejoice, His power has drawn near!
Stand up and follow in his sight,
And he will lead you back into his pure light
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 11:25 PM UTC
Intuition
Knowing
What you don't know
That you know
Instantly
Parabola
Of
Consciousness
Am I suppose to Know?
Or Care?
Or?
I can't Breath
That Hope
Anymore
It's Too
Heavy
And Old
And Stale
And...
Boring...
Bye Bye Shackles
I'm opting for a
Truth Bracelet
May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 8:20 PM UTC
You're bashing my head,
Because I cut my skin.
You're leaving me for dead,
Because I didn't let you in.
You're slicing me open,
But I do that to myself.
I am not a pretty picture
You can place upon your shelf.
Well, I'm sorry that I'm burning.
Well, I'm sorry that I died.
Well, I'm sorry that you think I will run
To you if you hold your arms open wide.
I know you think that you're helping,
But honestly, you're not.
I know you wanted a perfect daughter
I'm sorry I'm what you got.
Stop trying to bandage my wounds.
Just leave my cuts and gashes.
I know you want me to rise again,
But I'm better off as ashes.
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 8:51 AM UTC
Black Key
My Body This
How could I Complain Against You
When I Have Loved You
And Ever Have
I Felt Your Flesh Upon My Waking
Offering In the Light
And I said Yes
Nothing More Be Set
The Appetites Came
Again, and Again
Fertility Invoking Rhythm
Pleasure Of the Speak
Glistening Initiation
Completion of this Beginning
Light, Your Touch
My Strings Played
Beloved
My Secret Ravi
No Mastery Greater
Have I ever Known
For this Beauty of Creation
That I Weep the Love of Singh
Your Hearts Pleasure
Seen Always as My Own
Soft Teardrop Now Risen
To the Certain Touch
Of Bespoken Marriage
Lights Caress Upon Your Forehead
Shatki
Beauty's Welcoming Horizon
Visions Mark
My Touch, Your Muse
Your Light, My Love
Our Understanding
Beauties Vision, One Life
I saw your Body Upon Mine
In the Privacy of the Light
A Single Photograph Given
Your Smile
My Eternal Life
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 2:16 PM UTC
Is it the future that I fear?
The war
always ever near?
But really, so what
if life is unclear?
I can hear
the whispers of my Lord,
who is always nearer,
who's sole purpose:
to steer
my ship to safety.
He brings to me
those good tidings
of joy
and peace.
This war I'm fighting...
the uncertainty
overwhelming me...
everything
has already been won
By the love and sacrifice
of the Almighty Son.
He who bids unto all men,
"come."
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 6:49 PM UTC
Overcome by debt,
Which my Heavenly Father paid
by hanging with my sins and sorrow
on a rugged cross
I pushed the nails into His hands as passionate, red blood flowed out
and I pulled down the crown of thorns farther into His head with every selfish deed I committed
By my regressions He died,
and when He was gone,
so was a part of me too,
for I was His & made brand new
When the cave could conceal Him no longer,
He rolled the stone aside,
He's alive! He's alive! He's alive!
By strength in him,
my stone started to move,
the sunlight began to appear,
I was dead no longer,
and I was alive in Him
This earth is a car transporting me to a joyous adventure
This place isn't my home
Not now,
not ever
Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 5:13 PM UTC
Before my eyes
it is fading
descending
dying
A world of weakness
has burst forth
transformation
has risen
And even if I choose
to look away
and pretend
refuse to acknowledge
what is
glacial voices
will whisper
behind my back
and affirm the change
My desire
is worthless
to wish for
the blooming of flowers
and the buzzing of bees
when all has moved on
without my consent
Everything is dying
because it must
slowly
receding
until winter
covers the falling
with it's long cold embrace
and consumes it all
And my days will be
as though
May till September
had been a perfect
flawless
fantasy
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 7:33 AM UTC
She could have
risen
from the ashes
Instead she
smoldered
in the embers
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 3:21 PM UTC
I wish I could say that the sun stopped rising.
I wish I could say that the moon stopped shining,
And the stars collapsed one by one.
I wish I could say the ocean and the rivers ran dry,
And the mountains fell to the ground.
I wish I could say the sky lost it's blue and turned into blood red,
And all of humanity fell to it's knees.
I wish I could simply say: "The world ended,"
But it didn't.
The day you left,
Everyone was still alive,
And went about their daily lives.
The sky was still the same baby blue color in the morning,
And the mountains still stood strong.
The oceans and the rivers still flowed with water,
And the stars painted the night sky.
The moon still shined with pride,
And the sun rose again.
The sun rose again,
And so will I.
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 10:28 PM UTC