and so it is...just like you said it would be...
snow
expectations only disappoint
and patience never out lasts temptation-
unless you lose all you ever hoped to gain.
unless He holds the weights of your heart
in His hands
what are you waiting for?
when you are meant to be pursued
who's feet do we cast ourselves down at
what idols hide in our closets?
living this life should be a life worth living…
and with every chilled rain drop
splattered against my face
is another reminder of how far I am from grace.
the entirety of it all
could be my downfall…
yet here I still stand, here I still dance with joy
the surrounding world cannot touch me-
and i never knew the snow
to be so deceivingly soft.
Psalm 27:14
realizations that you didn't know you could realize,
the kind that painfully blindside you
to slowly open your mind's eye revealing truths,
have struck me to my core again.
"wait on the Lord;
be of good courage,
and He shall strengthen your heart"
Suppose patience and fearless acts
have faded from determination?
Who then will I live for?
And what a wretched question to ask.
Although how could blame be placed on me
to cover me as twisted barbed wires
When prayers for my heart to be strengthened
to be guarded
to be left alone,
so as to feel what would only be known as whole,
seem unanswered.
What does it take?
Reveal only a glimpse and I will have found
my way
my strength
my everything
All the great minds of His
claim it to be the simplest.
So then why does my mind question
and myself feel unanswered?
desert desertions
night time lights to guide us out
these trips have always been the transitional kind
the transforming kind
driving across the barren sand
ive forgotten how
the ceiling's stripped of any hindrance
to slow us
to steadily bring us to our knees-
i remember now
that this is how God meant for his creations to be seen
naked, pure, shimmering in simple beauty
just existing...
i cannot breathe.
it takes all my energy to stay on the paved pathway-
ive stopped counting the imposed dash-marks of man
i want to count these stars
thinking maybe if i learned their number
i'd be better understanding of the vastness of God
how can something so far removed
move me?
It is here i let go of the things that had hindered me
it is here i remember
to simply exist
i remember myself
and to desert everything else-
in doing so
i feel i have counted the stars
or at least come so close to God
that His constellations become me
and i am held steadfast within Him.
expectations only disappoint
and patience never out lasts temptation-
unless you lose all you ever hoped to gain.
unless He holds the weights of your heart
in His hands
what are you waiting for?
when you are meant to be pursued
who's feet do we cast ourselves down at
what idols hide in our closets?
living this life should be a life worth living…
and with every chilled rain drop
splattered against my face
is another reminder of how far I am from grace.
the entirety of it all
could be my downfall…
yet here I still stand, here I still dance with joy
the surrounding world cannot touch me-
and i never knew the snow
to be so deceivingly soft.
Psalm 27:14
realizations that you didn't know you could realize,
the kind that painfully blindside you
to slowly open your mind's eye revealing truths,
have struck me to my core again.
"wait on the Lord;
be of good courage,
and He shall strengthen your heart"
Suppose patience and fearless acts
have faded from determination?
Who then will I live for?
And what a wretched question to ask.
Although how could blame be placed on me
to cover me as twisted barbed wires
When prayers for my heart to be strengthened
to be guarded
to be left alone,
so as to feel what would only be known as whole,
seem unanswered.
What does it take?
Reveal only a glimpse and I will have found
my way
my strength
my everything
All the great minds of His
claim it to be the simplest.
So then why does my mind question
and myself feel unanswered?
desert desertions
night time lights to guide us out
these trips have always been the transitional kind
the transforming kind
driving across the barren sand
ive forgotten how
the ceiling's stripped of any hindrance
to slow us
to steadily bring us to our knees-
i remember now
that this is how God meant for his creations to be seen
naked, pure, shimmering in simple beauty
just existing...
i cannot breathe.
it takes all my energy to stay on the paved pathway-
ive stopped counting the imposed dash-marks of man
i want to count these stars
thinking maybe if i learned their number
i'd be better understanding of the vastness of God
how can something so far removed
move me?
It is here i let go of the things that had hindered me
it is here i remember
to simply exist
i remember myself
and to desert everything else-
in doing so
i feel i have counted the stars
or at least come so close to God
that His constellations become me
and i am held steadfast within Him.
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Romans / 1 Corinthians / 1-2Peter,James,Jude / Introduction to Christian Evidences / Religious Philosophy / 1-2 Thessalonians / Latin -
Darcy, how is life in Oregon? -
hey kiddo, have talked to you in a while. How's it going?