Saturday, February 26, 2011

Outside Looking In

Open eyes to the beauty
Love in completeness
Looking at the glory
Joy in to righteousness
Tight knit to the family
Laughter in the crazily
Outside looking in

Looking with the longing
Caring beyond the trust
Daring to the glory
Believing in the must
Lonely to the pain
Fruitless to the gain
The outside looking in

As I’m on the outside
The outside
Anger to the pain
I’m on the outside
The outside
Hopeless to the gain
The outside looking in

Rejection in the loneliness
Sadness to the pain
Running within the ache
Useless to the gain
Hurting in the guarantee
God to me will be
Personified outside in

Cause it is outside
The outside
Anger to the pain
I’m on the outside
The outside
Hopeless to the gain
The outside looking in

Existence to the alongside
Moving on the feeling
Jesus on the inside
Presence to the being
Filling the identity
Claiming in personality
Inside looking out

Inside looking out
The inside
Joy to the pain
He’s on the inside
The inside
Hopeful to the gain
The inside looking out

Friday, February 25, 2011

Stained Glass Windows

Stained Glass Windows
Over my soul
They look so good
So pretty, so full
I am a Christian
I love Jesus, they state
But conveniently they hide
All the anger, the hate

Stained Glass Windows
Such a contradiction
Looking so pretty
Hiding what is within
Covering the frustration
The doubts, the fears
Hiding the disappointment
The sadness, the tears

Stained Glass Windows
Keeping me inside
I cannot look outward
I’m willing to hide
Hide from the people
The pain that I see
Running from others
It’s all about me

Smash Those Windows
Destroy and obliterate
This selfishness inside
Show the world my state
I am so not perfect
I have to scream
I am really messed up
Things are not as they seem

Replace Those Windows
With clear glass panes
Allow others in my heart
To understand my pains
I will begin to look out
Get rid of this selfishness
Live a transparent life
And heal all this loneliness

Stained Glass Windows
Such a contradiction
Looking so pretty
Hiding what’s within
Stained Glass Windows
No longer control
Their lies are gone
From over my soul

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Acid rain? or tears.

Drip
Falling, falling, falling
Faster, faster, faster
Closer, closer coming
Until suddenly splash
Flat silky waters resounding

Ripples
Emerging, Spreading,
Ever widening circles
Growing, Expanding
Breaking the perfect stillness
With impeccable timing

Pain,
Gripping as the ripples flow
Initially so intense,
But fading as the circles grow
Till only a diminishing memory
That one will ever know

Drip, drip, drip
More drops, falling faster
Breaking the apathetic stillness
This face of plaster
Drop, drop, drop
This rain is the master

Throbbing
More pain, gripping intensely
Transfixing, A red hot fire!
Burning so profoundly
Drip, drop, drip
Coming, overwhelmingly

Question
What is happening
What are these incessant drips
That down come flinging
Could it be tears and pain?
Or is it acid raining

Father
Is this an expression
Of my own acid rain
The hurt of my volition
The running I have done
The emptiness of my position

My child
These are the tears of my pain
For the lostness of this world
Your longing for earthly gain
I gently ask you to join me
It is an honor to share my pain.

Daddy
I’m sorry for my tendency to complain
I know You died for me
I want to join your pain
Though I feel it will kill me
Today I receive your rain

Thursday, February 10, 2011

I can do nothing

God, I don’t understand. I don’t understand how this world goes round. I don’t understand the sun, moon and stars. I don’t understand the vastness and the beauty of your creation. I don’t understand the power of the earth. You have all the power, you created it all, you formed the animals. You made me.
And yet I don’t understand. What is the meaning behind it all? Why would you create and then leave alone? I know that you call me valuable, but what does that mean? I know that you love me, but what is the power behind that? The earth is valuable, but it is disposable. You love the animals, but they don’t have a soul, they die and are never seen again. So what about me? I know I am not supposed to be self-centered, but that is just the way of it. You created me that way. I am not accusing you, I am not blaming you, but it’s the way that I am. I am selfish, and self-seeking. I cannot be who you are calling me to be, because there is this intense weakness in me. This weakness is a curse, a powerful curse, it’s like I am cast underneath of a spell, and no matter how hard I try, no matter what I do, I cannot be free! I CANNOT BE FREE!!!
I don’t understand, God I simply do not understand. Why would you create me a failure? I haven’t even had a chance. I was a sinner the day that I was born.
I know that you provided for me a way. You made a way for me to be free. But try as I might to follow that way, I still cannot find that freedom. I am still sitting here in chains. Chains so heavy, chains that have weighted me down, that have ruined me. I am stuck underneath the power of these chains, and it seems that even the power of the blood of Jesus is not enough to set me free. I know that I don’t have it in me. I cannot set myself free. I can do many things. I can even go on a 40 day fast. I can fight, I can pray, I can be determined, I can never give up. But still, will I ever be free? Will I ever be able to overcome the power of this sin nature? Will I ever understand the power of Jesus that I hear others talk about? People call me determined, they respect me, they say that I follow Jesus, that His favour is over me, but I just don’t see it. If I am the strong one, and I can’t  be an overcomer, then is there any hope?
I know certain things. I know principles of the Kingdom, but sometimes they are really hard to understand. I guess that is the way of things. It is called faith. Faith to believe that Jesus has called me more than an overcomer. Faith to know that really I cannot do it. I CANNOT DO IT! Will I ever understand that? I try so hard. I try so hard. I try and try and try, I fight and fight, but I cannot do it. Really I wonder when I will ever understand this, I cannot do it.
So God I come to you. I come to you with my nothingness. With all my “good” works, with my filthy rags. I come to you with all that I thought that I could do, all that I thought that I was, and I give it to you. I come broken, I come weak, I come with nothing inside of me. Absolutely nothing to give. And I come by faith. Faith that you are who you say you are. Faith that you do hold the world in your hands, and faith that you really do love me. I know that I have nothing to give. I cannot even give you my good works. I am empty, I have nothing. Nothing but faith. Faith that you will be faithful to what you have said. Faith in your promises, that you can make me clean. I don’t understand it, but I have tried with everything in me to follow you, and I have found that I cannot do it. I simply cannot do it.
            I thank you. I thank you that in my emptiness, you make me complete. I thank you that even though I cannot do it, you can. You can come, you can come inside of me, you can overcome that sin nature. I don’t understand how it works, but all I know is this, I can do NOTHING, but YOU CAN!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

I see you apart from your sin

I come through the storm
And I come through the waves
I come through the hurricane
I break through the warriors swords

And I speak to my daughter
I speak to my princess
I whisper her name through the noise
And I say, I love you

I love you through your pain
I love you through your failures
I see you apart from your sin
I see you as perfect before me

And I say; you are my daughter
You are my loved one
I see you apart from your sin
Standing perfect and pure before me

I come through the storm
And I come through the waves
I come through the hurricane
I break through the warriors swords

I saw your cry for help
I saw the pain in your soul
I saw the helplessness you felt
The emptiness in who you are

So I’m coming to tell you
Who you are in me
I’m coming to show you
The gift that Jesus gave to you

You are my daughter, my princess
I see you as perfect before me
You are my loved one
And I see you apart from your sin

Monday, January 10, 2011

And I wonder

Here I am sitting on my bed, my computer on my lap, thinking. I am supposed to be studying, but I am distracted, because I am thinking. I am thinking about life, I am thinking about surrender, I am thinking about God. And I am wondering. I am wondering about school, I am wondering about the things I desire in life. I see God. I see His power, or parts of it anyways. I see the awesomeness that He is, and I wonder why? Why do I spend my time on school, when I could be with Him? Why do I look forward to gaining a degree, when I could be looking forward to heaven? Why do I spend so much time studying, so much time trying to go beyond, trying to excel academically, when I could be excelling spiritually? Why do I try so hard to gain the approval of man, to gain the acclaim of man, when I could be looking for God’s approval, for His smile? I don’t know, I just wonder.
I wonder about perspective, and I wonder how I can have the right one. What does God want my perspective to be? If I look at eternity, I look at eternity, really seriously eternity. That time that will go on forever and ever and ever and ever. It will never end, seriously it will NEVER end, its eternity. So if I look at eternity, I wonder, am I really living for eternity? I know that I say I am, but does my life reflect that? Are my values eternal? Because if they were, would I be doing school right now? I don’t know, I just wonder.
I wonder too, what God’s story is for me; I know that He has a perfect one. I know that He has it in control, but I wonder what it looks like. I like to think sometimes that it will be like this person, or that person, but I realize, His story is unique for me. Then I wonder can I miss out on it? Can I give in to less then what God has for me because I haven’t had the right perspective? Because I have chosen to study instead of spend time with Him? Because I have looked to gain to approval of man instead of His approval? Because I haven’t given everything that I have to pursue Him? Can I miss out on the best that He has for me because I have spent so much time pursing the good? I don’t know, I just wonder.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

There is no turning back

Skipping along, singing joyfully running
Passion pursued
I choose a path
This is the way that I will take
Whistling softly
Merrily dancing on the way

Darkness overwhelming
The shadow of death
Threatening to overtake
Why did I choose this way
Why oh why
I do not understand

Darkness advancing
Fighting screaming struggling
Terror overwhelming
It is the valley
Of the shadow of death
The fear runs thick
The terror runs fast

But He said do not fear
I will be with you
My rod and my staff
They will comfort you
Remember my unending love
For it will give you strength

And I remember why
I decided to take this way
Many waters cannot quench love
Nor rivers run it dry
I am looking toward my Jesus
For He is my reward

I fight on with steadfast determination
I’m looking to my reward
This is the way I have chosen
And there is no turning back
It is too late to change my mind
Cause there is no turning back
There is no turning back