#thankyoujesus
It has been so long
since I sat to type.
Of dreams, and heart things
and what my life is like.
It flows so naturally, I almost forgot...
The way I worked things out
Here in this spot.
Its like running a mile
and knowing yourself better by the end.
Like reading someone else's words written about you,
Words written by a friend.
I don't know where I am going,
But once I read back on where I've been...
I know I'm going somewhere
Different than the place I'm in.
Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 9:43 PM UTC
Everytime my attention drifts
from Him to you...
I try to take control of the wheel,
and steer that ship back to what is true.
Because He will never forsake me,
and His waters are warm and blue.
And I can't forget your crying face
And every time I caused it, too.
I know I made messes of a lot of things.
But I know He sees through!
Mistakes,
heartbreaks,
and wrong doings.
My God, what can You not do?
Heaven is what I try to remind myself
I am pursuing.
And I will never be through.
I guess it is a good thing I think about you
every hour of every day.
Because if I think about God instead
I will be consumed!
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 11:06 AM UTC
That issue you struggle with
You pray for it and wait.
The thing your heart yearns for-
should only build your faith!
Because the moment you become
a warrior of Joshua's
who wants to give up-
is the moment you leave the battlefield
with an empty cup.
God gave me a glimpse
of a promise,
just yesterday.
But I was weak and weary in my faith.
The praising and rejoicing
soon faded away...
in the light of His word.
I soon grew ungrateful...wondering
when it would be my next turn.
So don't stop at six, friends,
no...
do NOT give up.
For that thing,
you are circling
the walled cities for
will soon fill your cup!
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 5:08 PM UTC
I ask you, God, to never let me know
the dark side of myself again, like I once did.
Before I knew who You were God,
I didn't know who I was.
I didn't know what love meant.
Having everyone who ever said, "I love you"
leaving me, like a tornado leaves behind a building,
all of its metal more
jagged and sharply bent.
But I know, my God, Your beauty now
and I can discern why
I had to be so sharp,
so hard at heart.
Because had You given me
all the wonders I behold now,
I wouldn't have known
the first thing about
what to do with my part.
I wouldn't have searched the world so hard
for such a great love, I would have
stopped short in seeking Your heart.
You made me into a little girl
so terribly in need of a Savior.
And I searched
the whole world,
tasting this, trying that...
but never ending up
truly in love with the flavor.
My God, You loved me so much
Your only son died.
And I cried my eyes out
thinking,"Why did I
have to go through so much?"
My God, forgive me of my pride
and my misplaced anger. That just as
you held Jesus, while a spear pierced His side
I was never in any real danger.
You had already decided He would die
when He first lied upon the manager.
Just like I had decided I would
try and do anything
to feel anything
even if it was
uncontrollable anger.
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 12:36 PM UTC