Friend

It's been awhile old friend,
you still haven't changed your delicate ways.
You still have that wrinkled smirk on your face,
and no one will be granted to steal that,
not after what you have done,
not after the life you have outlived.

So go on living out the days,
there is no reason to hide.
No one can stop you now,
so let your light shine freely,
fly to your highest height,
I'll always be here for you.

Showing up to War

It's been awhile since I wrote. I'm keeping this one short, and brief compared to my other stuff.

Imagine this:
You are living in the Middle Ages and are a knight for a righteous King. The King has blessed you, provided for you, and given justice and freedom to his people. But an has enemy come to bring war upon the city in which you dwell in. The King continues to give provisions but as weapons he has only sent sticks asking to trust him on his decision. Flicking the stick around but not seeing any significance except for it's power to break in two, you abandon the idea of war as for having no weapons, grab your belongings and flee the area...

We are equipped beyond what we are probably used to or can actually see but there is no use to it if we don't even show up for battle.

You have the best hand, are you going to fold for a bluff?

Thoughts...

You

You are amazing. I want to get to know You.








Do You know just how amazing and spectacular You are?

Because I possibly do not. But I want to get to know You.

What I do know is that God made You in his glory.
That You are good because God is good.
That You are made perfect in his image.

In my eyes, You are beautiful because You are beautiful in his eyes.
The world tries to tell me what beauty is but I know the truth.
I can see the beauty that the world may never see.

Yet, I'm relentless for more. So that's where You come in.
You have passions from God that I have yet to discover.
The personality You have is yet another master piece that I want to love.
And what good coming from You can I not fall in love with?

After all, You were made in royalty. So just tell me how amazing You are?


(this is the part where You leave a comment so I can take You out to coffee or lunch or email You...)

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I couldn't decide if I liked them joined or separated so I left them as the way I wrote it...


If you could only see my heart move,
as time passes by.
And as your hands turn and twist around my eyes,
my heart slows to the stillness of the moment.
And as light reflects the colors of meaning,
and shadows give depth for my eyes,
your world brings breath to my dreams,
your love becomes my life.

Think...and change your world view...

This is just going to be a snip-it. I think that's a English word...I don't know, I'm not English.

It's on my heart I need to pose and address to you guys what you think of healings, raising the dead, and miracles in general...the mere mentioning of miracles in our generation seems to only raise a lot of skeptics instead of believers.

And it fathoms me because how does a Jesus follower actually deny raising people from the dead when that is what our whole faith is about? Why do we have this posture that God is not living among us now and we can't do miracles like Jesus or the Apostles?

I mean God did miracles through Moses and this was before Jesus right? Or do I have my history wrong?

How can we believe that miracles do not happen and yet still claim "God is God. He is the ultimate power, he is the greatest love" ?

How can we say that God is not here on earth with us and yet claim to have the Holy Spirit in us? Is there not a trinity? Did Jesus not give us power and authority through him over the earth? Did he not send the Holy Spirit?

I can keep going but I would love to hear feedback. I don't want plain agreement, but positive criticism and other views. Thanks guys.

Dreams

It is the strangest thing

to be woken up in the middle of the night.

It felt like God personally

shook me out of my dreams,

to only wake up

into a dream that's not my own sense of reality.

My foggy memory rewinds

the former movie clip reeling in my head,

but I lie there staring

as lights continually beam the numbers 3:58,

while patiently waiting

for a noise to shatter that window of silence

as I contemplate

the dream being a missing puzzle piece to my world.

But that world quickly ends

as I doze off into a new story.

Little story times

I'm in a strange mood, and it is in these times I just need to write my thoughts out. So please excuse the scatterness (is that a word?) and poor organization, and just enjoy the process of my brain:

My friend moved away to the army. I don't know the next time I'll see him.

Sometimes I wished I joined the army but I know God isn't calling me there.

When I was driving on Bonnyview, a fox randomly crossed the street. Why it crossed, only comedians will know...

I'm curious about what a lot of old friends are doing. I really want to just go get coffee and talk to them or to anyone really. Wow...my heart got super excited with that thought. You know what that means...well maybe you do.

I really want to make a new shirt design but I have way too much school work to do.

My heart emotions are in contradiction with my brain.

I really enjoy Zen tea now.

I can hear the ocean waves rawr...I really want to go to the coast.

I like rawr better than roar.

I really need rest and I really want to break free...and just dance.

So far the subjects I want for my photo project are bouncy balls and oval mirrors or just things to alter light...

0 is 1/2 of infinite...weird.

Ok I think I'm done.