a time of rest
a time of escape
a time to repair the broken walls
we came together
for something greater
under the stars
we praised you
by the fire
we praised you
with the strum of the strings
we sang to you
for your glory
for your glory
the love we found
for each other
reflects the love
we have for you
the love you have been
showing us all along
under the stars
we praised you
by the fire
we praised you
with the strum of the strings
we sang to you
for your glory
for your glory
in the exhaustion
of praising you
we saw you in everything
you are alive
you are moving
we felt you around us
standing as one
under the stars
you made us whole
by the fire
you brought us together
with the strum of the strings
you made one voice
we praise you
we praise you
these hearts i love
till the day
we stand together again
as one
beyond the gates of heaven
and with the strum of the strings
we will forever praise the one
who brought us to together
for your glory
for your glory
we sing to you
"Faith never knows where it is being led, but it knows and loves the One who is leading"
-Oswald Chambers
Monday, January 24, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Angel Tears
today is a rainy day. i love it. i love rainy days.
it gives me the fantastic excuse of not having
to walk out of my door. it gives me the chance to
cancel what was to happen, probably something
pragmatic or an errand or something.
it gives me a day to paint, like i am today, and still
feel productive and not make me feel like my head
was in the clouds once again! it's funny because
i feel like rainy days are the days when my head
is stuck in the clouds the most-on the yucky days
when the clouds are heavy with angel tears.
it's acceptable to have your head stuck in
a rain cloud i feel like. rainy days give me the
excuse to watch as many as i want and again,
feel as though i had a productive day.
i love rainy days. thank you God for rainy days.
angels need a good cry every once in a while too,
thanks for lookin out for them.
it gives me the fantastic excuse of not having
to walk out of my door. it gives me the chance to
cancel what was to happen, probably something
pragmatic or an errand or something.
it gives me a day to paint, like i am today, and still
feel productive and not make me feel like my head
was in the clouds once again! it's funny because
i feel like rainy days are the days when my head
is stuck in the clouds the most-on the yucky days
when the clouds are heavy with angel tears.
it's acceptable to have your head stuck in
a rain cloud i feel like. rainy days give me the
excuse to watch as many as i want and again,
feel as though i had a productive day.
i love rainy days. thank you God for rainy days.
angels need a good cry every once in a while too,
thanks for lookin out for them.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Heavy
you saw my tired eyes
my worn out expression
guilt written on me head to toe
you saw me in those heavy moments
and you reached down and grabbed my heart
i am changed
i am changed
my heart is whole
my soul is free
i am saved
i am saved
it only took time
before the hour glass
told time was up
and it was time to grab ahold
and when the last grain of sand hit the bottom
so did i
and you took hold of my heart
i am changed
i am changed
my heart is whole
my soul is free
i am saved
i am saved
and on that day
you turned my chair around
now i sit facing you and no one else
you took my face in your hands
you looked in my eyes
and i was changed
i am changed
i am changed
my heart is whole
my soul is free
i am saved
i am saved
my worn out expression
guilt written on me head to toe
you saw me in those heavy moments
and you reached down and grabbed my heart
i am changed
i am changed
my heart is whole
my soul is free
i am saved
i am saved
it only took time
before the hour glass
told time was up
and it was time to grab ahold
and when the last grain of sand hit the bottom
so did i
and you took hold of my heart
i am changed
i am changed
my heart is whole
my soul is free
i am saved
i am saved
and on that day
you turned my chair around
now i sit facing you and no one else
you took my face in your hands
you looked in my eyes
and i was changed
i am changed
i am changed
my heart is whole
my soul is free
i am saved
i am saved
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Knees
when was the last time
i let him wipe away my tears
i can't remember
maybe that's why
i have a tear stained pillow
when was the last time
i fell to my knees
my hands together
my eyes to the stars
his words lay next to my bed
scripture is on my body
yet the words remain unread
and untouched
as each day passes
i blow by these words
like leaves in fall
so natural
so natural
when was the last time
i fell to my knees
my hands together
my eyes to the stars
this place is where
i hide it the most
i say it will come back
in just a few days
as if faith can come and go
how far can this ignorance
stretch my heart
till the stitches rip
and once again i am
left where i started
when was the last time
i fell to my knees
my hands together
my eyes to the stars
fall to my knees
fall to my knees
why is this so hard
why is this so hard
Monday, December 27, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
dear god
God has stripped me of the confidence i once had.
He has broken me into so many pieces,
now they lie scattered upon the floor.
but each day i pick up a new piece.
slowly my confidence is coming back,
my confidence in who He is and what
He will do in the days to come.
my trust is in Him.
for my flesh has deceived me too many times,
my heart cannot stand another trickery in some words.
my heart is with Him, my Father, because He
is the only shield that will protect it.
i pray that He only increases in me
and that i will only decrease.
i will never fully understand myself,
because i am always changing
with each fleeting day,
but He never changes and He will always know me.
He will love me the same for eternity.
i feel alone in this world,
but through faith, i feel fully surrounded,
because for once i feel your arms around me.
"He must increase, but I must decrease."
- John 3:30
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Throw Away Heart
she is scared of what could happen
of how this could end
could this be a temporary love
the uncertainty is to big a risk
she wants to pour out her soul
but she doesn't know how
so she continues to build walls
she wants to love
but doesn't know how
even when it's standing in front of her
she tries not to wear her heart on her sleeve
but sometimes she can't help it
and when she does
she changes her shirt
to hide her heart once again
she wants to pour out her soul
but doesn't know how
so she continues to build walls
she wants to love
but doesn't know how
even when it's standing in front of her
they go in circles
again and again
and she changes her shirt
again and again
and every time he walks behind her
picking her shirts up
to see what they say
she wants to pour out her soul
but doesn't know how
so she continues to build walls
she wants to love
but doesn't know how
even when it's standing in front of her
but hope gives her belief that one day those
walls will be broken
feelings will be spilled
hearts will be opened
and minds will be cleared
and she will love
and she will love
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