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Posted: June 24, 2014 in Devotional/Poetry

It seems so good and like it’d work
that it would really satisfy
with no drawbacks, plenty of perks
& I can’t see that it’s a lie

We all do this more than we know,
so badly we don’t notice
we agree with everyone here below
unaware of what we miss

we have nothing from our birth
And nothing that we gain can fill the hole
that’s been there since the fall of earth
and we switch from wrong goal to wrong goal

some things are nice but that is all
and we either reject them or in them seek life
Not just enjoy them but we, Like Saul
start hoping in them… then our hope  will die

often pursuing opposite dreams,
When one fails the other is sought
one day putting our  hopein wealth and things
than thinking simplicity is what we sought

Or maybe in our food or family
or in being liked by all our friends
Maybe even in being holy
or in accomplishing noble ends

but almost worse than our false hopes in
The lies about pure dust satisfying,
is that culture, Satan, our flesh and Sin
Convince us God’s plan is boring

We believe that being holy isn’t fun,
That we’re missing out if we do what’s right.
We want to see our church time get done,
instead of getting excited on Saturday night

we don’t look forward to a family,
or to having someone to answer to every night
We fear to have responsibility
when it really means is a life with more delight

How can we help each other not believe lies?
It’s like having to be told the sounds that we hear
Or that the colors and things we see with our eyes
aren’t real at all despite we feel them when their near

But here is the chief fight with things who our lives would steal
The spiritual warfare of which we have heard
It is choosing not to believe what our eyes and ears say is real,
And believe what God has said in his Word.


I do not understand the way the world goes on it’s work,
I can’t place how they get along or what they all a quirk,
sometimes the foundness of a day is all that I can grasp,
That One little bit of reality that anchors me till the last.
It’s changed it’s ins and outs so much since I was just a kid,
Or maybe everything’s the same and its me changed and not it.

There seems a steady influnece of letting things just go,
to think is too much work so truths what the masss “know”
to question it i’m afraid would put me up agains thewall
and no one would change anyway so why even tryt all?
and if the did, am I sure, that Iam even right?
I stay up wondering while fall asleep each night.
If smarter men, older, more experiene and informed do o aree,
than what trust can I from the thoughts that come from me?
this leaves me tossed out on the sea without an anchor to hold fast,
Is trut is all so hard to see how can any of us last?

The truthis real and so we must set our heart at east
It may be if I can not fully know truth, but yet it can know me
And what I know though small in part, imperfct and impure
Still what I know can bring me joy and guide me somewha here.

I need not, but tobe known by that which unseen.
And a small taste of Him will be all he world to me.

First Poem in years!

Posted: December 2, 2012 in Devotional/Poetry

I use to write poems all the time. Many to girls I never gave them to (:
I stopped… but I  need to get back in touch with my emotions and my mentor suggested at least one a week.
here goes!

Slipping through the amber fields
remembering what I use to feel
when just a boy and days where young
and my mind could just rest in fun.
I know the days are not long off
when we shall never sneeze or cough
or chemicals be offset in our brain
and no more crying, not more pain

But somehow that day seems to be
more a dream and less a reality. My heart can’t contemplate the sounds
or the endless praise that will resound
What’s real to me is the earth before my eyes,
Where there is nothing which does not die
But still I find that while I’m here
I give in far too much to fear

how can I get my heart in mind to nest
On that glorious everlasting rest?
For if my heart could rest in paradise
then I could bear it when I am despised,
When failures mount like volcanoe’s flow
and the only appropriate response is woe

O on that rest may my soul be fixed
through all the worst that this life is,
Through broken heart and wounded mind and not getting past all that I’ve left behind,
to live every day as if I’d been to the place,
Even though I haven’t… that is faith
Oh how to get to that state and remain,
It may take much effort and much pain

But be that all  as hard and long as it may, It’s worth it to have a heart fixed on that day,
Would saw alight my heart  free as a dove
To be free for the great sacrifices of love
That may take not only my life away,
but the things I cherish every day.
My dreams and hopes and little plans,
then they could be into his hands.
Can we get here? I do despair!
Please lift up a brother in error!

So I can run through fields and not think,
I’ve simple times when my heart wouldn’t sink,
But through all of the difficult pain,
of broken heart unmended brain,
look at fields and storms and trees,
at rocks and butterflies and bees,
And feel so sure of that final day
When all these things will be remade
And so my heart, whatever condition is around
Is filled with the coming heaven’s righteous sound!