February 2012
18 posts
“Again I say the Holy Spirit is the applied edge of redemption. Everything that...”
– “The Divine Yes!” by E. Stanley Jones; Chapter: Questions that Demand an Affirmative Answer. (via matthewbriseno)
January 2012
11 posts
My Epic - Lest we die
My neighbor is a better man than I And from your hands do all good things derive So if my heart should swell And of itself think well Then humble me till I am fully thine There’s war within my fragile skin A violent revolt for mastery over my soul Control is the strong man’s hoax Skill and wealth are my only hope A selfish grasping for worthless thrones And it tells me “I am...
i wanted...
to write the most elegant poem, or the most genuine blog, but i cant, i know, i know it’s cliche, but i just don’t have the words to say, i mean, i just don’t think there are such words, i just don’t think they could contain… my emotions, my feelings, of something so deeply spiritual yet so humanly mundane, i didn’t think it would happen, or that it would ever...
“Christians are often the same way today (as Israel in the old testament). Many...”
– Andrew Murray (from Blessings of Obedience)
December 2011
13 posts
Like a Child
matt 21:15-16 - But when the chief priests and the teachers of the law saw the wonderful things he did and the children shouting in the temple courts, “Hosanna to the Son of David,” they were indignant. “Do you hear what these children are saying?” they asked him.“Yes,” replied Jesus, “have you never read,“‘From the lips of children and infants you, Lord, have called forth your praise?”
Mark...
Tithemi - Sleeping Giant
All fear, all pain, all hurt, all grief, all lies must bow to Jesus’ name. All kings, all thrones, everything that breathes life, must bow to Jesus name. The earth, the sea, the sun, the stars, the sky, must bow to Jesus’ name. Hallelujah. Kings, crowns, thrones – Bow down. Fall face down – Bow down. Kiss the ground – Bow down. Jesus, you hold the crown – Bow down.
Wake Dead Man, Wake - As Cities Burn
let the dead bury their own dead will you still love me in famine as when love began at the harvest or would you gain the whole world son, I love you at your darkest but what good is the whole world when I promise no tomorrow I only promise your tomorrows will never take you past my palm love, what is love without trust at my word would you bring your isaac son, I loved you at your darkest
We v.s. He
We are our own terrorists, soaking in fears
We are our own false prophets, lying in tears
We are our own demise, throughout the years
He is our Savior, un-cakeing the mud
He is our Lord, paid for in blood
He is our Friend, loved in a flood
November 2011
9 posts
a mass of poetry and stuff from a number of years
most of these were done on my iphone and i never corrected spelling or checked capitalization or grammar etc
so… your excuses please
Captivating my soul
Love that never sways
A veluptous entwiening of
Body mind and heart
Oh,Grace oh mercy
One greater above myself
I’m forever indebted
Your glory masterful flawless
A beauty like no other
A never ending spectrum
Oh father...
Must watch
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