After Dawn

Did the light in the room change?
Did that bulb just suddenly go dim?
Cause the room seems somewhat darker.

The room that we both were just in.
Maybe the blinds are casting weird shadows.
Maybe the moon forgot to rise.

I can't quite pinpoint the reason.
But tonight there's darkness in your eyes.
Your voice is void of all softness.

Your fists seem clenched so tight.
You're looking but I don't think you see me.
Something just doesn't seem right.

Did the air in the room change?
Did the temperature suddenly drop?
Cause the room seems somewhat colder.

The room we both were just in.
Maybe the windows are still open.
Maybe we forgot to keep the warmth inside.

I can't quite pinpoint the reason.
But tonight there's a chill in you.
Your voice is full of frosted words.

Your demeanor is giving me the chills.
I'm looking at you, but I don't see you.
This room has a different feel.

I'm in a room with a stranger.
The familiar face is gone.
I'm in a room with a stranger.
Seems a lot can change after dawn.

Ride In

Prince of Peace ride in and comfort this heart of sin.

Slay my fears and crush my doubt.

Rescue me and lead me out.

Out of brokenness, and far away from darkness.

Bring me into the light and let me dwell with you there.

In your loving arms, in your perfect care.

Prince of Peace ride in and comfort this heart of sin.

Stay

Writing things in your own words can be a really personal thing. Sharing those words that you wrote even more personal...but who wants to live in a world where you can't be vulnerable. Or real. Or happy. Or hurt. Or share your words. So, I'm choosing to share some of mine. 


I really hoped you change your mind.

I hoped you turn around 

And not walk away.

Thought maybe you'd see the love

I held in my eyes

The love reflecting off your face.

Had convinced myself you'd come back inside

Come in and simply hold me.

Had told myself so many lies

This time the lie had left me lonely

What a mess I made

You tried your best to clean it for me

But the wreckage grew 

In all my little dirty tirades 

Grew so large, with no one to warn me.

That by the time I wanted to help

Help pick up the pieces together

You'd given up on me

Did your goodbye mean forever?

Blame you, I wouldn't

Not love you, I couldn't

Laced with fear and filled with doubt

Still waiting, waiting, waiting

For a man

Not to figure me out

Not to even understand

But to never let go

Of my heart, or my hand

Hold me next to his chest

And feel that beat

And how it still races

When he comforts me, touches me

Makes me feel complete

Humility in his heart

Encouragement on his lips

He fights for what he sees in me

And what he sees in me

is dear. The precious image

Of our God, resting deep within.

Shaping gently my soul

To form a better me

One that will love unselfishly

And finally be free

To feel that all of me is loved

The good, and the bad

So I begin to wait again

With hope for a better ending

A hope that I'll see more quickly

See before it's too late

Cause by the time I decided not to leave 

You decided not to stay. 

L-O-V-E

Everyone loves love. And yet no on really seems to know what it is or how to define it. Below are my thoughts and some of the thoughts of others.

“We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.” 
― Robert Fulghum, True Love

“Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.”
― Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”
― Anonymous, Holy Bible: New International Version



The Love that runs in us, and to us and through us...
Is a love that can change as others we trust
A heart can turn soft as a pillow
Or that same heart begin to rust

A heart can become a dove
Full of freedom and life
Or a heart can become a stone
Heavy, surrounded by weeds overgrown

A heart can be light as feather
Drifting and floating like the wind
Or a heart can become a cage
That the power of love is trapped in

A heart can become a field of wild flowers
Fragrant and ready to bloom
Or a heart can become an urn
Hope turned to ashes and filled with doom

A heart can become a a place of hope
Or a place of sin
A place where you run to hide
Or where you invite others in

A heart is fragile
Not a beat it misses
A delicate instrument
Full of lyrical blisses

So when you hold
Or shape another's heart
Do it with the kind of love
That is a true art



“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there.” 
― Bob Marley

“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. 
A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. 
A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master...” 
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

“The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.” 
― Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters

Hallelujah in the Highest Praise...

This video is so moving to me...

One Father, Onc Creator....Hallelujah in the Highest Praise...

Worship: music that moves... Click to watch...