Mindless Menace of Violence

One one my closest friends posted this in her blog, I have heard of this speech, but never seen it. I feel that violence, hate, and negitivity greatly out-weigh love and trust in today's world. . .we must change. . . Thanks Britt!!

Re: Can We?

So I turned in my poem and I only got a 50%. . .how lame is that. I was told that I did not state the media outlet that the poem was made for, the guides lines of the poem, and it did not meant the "requirements" of taking the place of a 9 page paper (well of course not, that is why i chose to write a poem, so i would have to write a 9 pager). . .all of which were not stated in any handouts given, or in the syllabus. . .boo for that.

So Dope. . .

"Let it Fade" by Jeremy Camp

Can We?

Something had to write for class. . .My prof is a poetry nut, so I am kinda nervous about how he is going to view it, let me know what you think. Peace

Can We?

Suicide Bombers running into crowded places. . . .
Children strapped with automatic weapons. . . .
Evil Dictators, and unworthy World Leaders. . .
Holocausts, Genocides. . . .
Trip wires and landmines, strategically placed. . . .
Tear gas thrown into windows. . .
Roadside bombs take out convoys. . .
Cluster bombs tear up country sides. . . .
Negativity spread in the media. . .
The youth exposed exposed to strong sexual content. . .
Pornography, Sex, Drugs, Rock and Roll.
Broken Economies, Hate, Lies, Harm, Destruction, Fear, and Death.

And we see it all,
But Why?

Can we change, can we?
Can we hope, can we dream?
Can we turn the love of life up, and turn the voice of hate down?
Can we breath in Grace and exhale Mercy? Can we?
Can we make Life grow in a place were Death resided?
Can we make love so prevalent that it becomes tangible and thick?
Can we cast out lies, and leave Truth standing alone?
I pray we can.
Can we plant a rose in the hole that the grenade blew?

Can we please walk up to someone and just give them a hug?
I hope we can.
Can we have a positive message? Can the message be Christ?
Can we rebuild our foundation on the Rock, instead of mere stick and mud?
Can we unlock Faith from the highest room, from the tallest tower?
Can we please spread the name of Jesus?
I know we can! Yes we can!
We can erase the dark, and allow the brightest of lights to shine!
We can expose Glory, and it can cover all of Earth!
We can change the content of the message!
We can stop shooting bullets and stop dropping bombs!
We can turn the weapons of war into tools for the harvest!
We can bring justice!
We can stop fighting fire with fire!
We can have Shalom!
We can be Disciples!

Fill My Life

I want to be full of something that will never fade from me, or that will wear off in time. I want not to just be filled, but overflow with something that will satisfy me forever. I want to be filled with Him, His love, His strength, His courage, His mercy. . .I pray:

Lord, repair the cracks, and fill the cistern that is my life. Let it overflow! Please, let everything you are radiate from me. Fill me.

I pray for strength

I ask for strength and love to fill me in a time when feelings of anger and maybe even hate would fill my heart. Feelings sparked by a close friend turning his back on me, when I never could bring myself o abandon him. It hurts to be thrown to the side, like our friendship was nothing. It hurts to know that what i thought was a brother, was just a one way street ending in a dead end, even when I never gave up on him. I pray. . . My prayer is this:
Lord, I ask for strength. . .strength to see past all of this. Give me the ability to forgive and love my brother. I pray for his well being, and the well being of his family. I pray that you will walk with him, and that you, nor I, will ever leave his heart. I pray that his choices in life would result in him seeing your face, and receiving you.

I love you and miss you bra.

Escape the Cave

I just got done reading C.S. Lewis' "The Great Divorce," and Plato's "The Allegory of the Cave," and together they have change my outlook on life.

Why do we honor things in life that, in the end, really don't matter? Why do we go through life searching and striving for personal accolades? Why do we let our self centeredness get in the way of our christ centeredness, and still lie to ourselves about it? Why run and hide in our caves, when we can see that the outside world is filled with God's love and light?

We can pursue things in this world, however we need to keep things in perspective. We as followers of Christ should be a model to others, seek and do all through Christ. When we do all things through him, then we should re-enter the cave and love others and show that the outside light has beauty beyond discription. After all, Jesus came to show us. . .

. . .I have escaped my cave

Thirst

For the past month, I have had a unrelenting desire to know more, and to experience more.
My eyes have been opened to how good and loving God really is, and how little I know about all that makes up his greatness.
I am suddenly content with being alone and spending the "quality time" with Him.
I pray that Christ's love can radiate through me, so others can see and experience Him.
My soul is thirsty, and Jesus is a tall glass of ice water. . .

To thirst is to crave. . .
To be thirsty is to be in need of something to sustain life. . .
I am thirsty for Christ!

Free

Just a little something i wrote. . .


Confusion cripples me, it leaves me lifeless on the floor.
Not have that answers to any of life's questions, numbs me to my deepest core.
Who, what, why when and where, leave me baffled and clueless.
Another being enters the room, a voice said, "This is how you do this."
The image of a man, outlined in light.
Why is he here, and how does he know of my inner fight?
As he spoke to me it was like his words brought a long awaited sunrise to my dark and gloomy night.
As he was reaching down, I clinched his hand tight.
Effortlessly he pulled me up and out of my struggle.
Standing on my feet, I looked back at the rubble.
He spoke and said, "No more a broken soul, now who you were truly meant to be."
I responded, "why?" He said, "though HIM, we are all set free. . ."