Thursday, August 21, 2014

Where You Are

We all have days that we just need a hand
Or a shoulder to cry on.
There are always those who may not understand,
But you can rely on

The God who knows your name!
He has you written on His heart.
You don't have to be afraid
Because He is where you are.

Doesn't matter how far you are away from home;
He is there too,
And even when you feel you're all alone,
He is holding you.

He's the God who spoke your name
Before you were even born,
And He is always the same.
He will always be where you are.

His grace is sufficient for you;
In your weakness, he is strong.
He will lead you through;
He is where you are...







Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Hide From Me by Michaela Browning

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Feb 10, 2014
Hide from me the face of death
Hide from me the evil eye
Hide from me the cancer taste
And all the poison in the sky
Save me from a tragic loss
Save me from the piercing cry
Save me from the stalking woods
And all the ways that mortals die
Lead me to the living light
Lead me to a mountain high
Lead me to a soul of peace
And give me understanding why
Find me in the deepest dark
Find me in a shadow's sigh
Find me in the lonely rain
And promise me you'll stay nearby

What is a Question Without the Answer?

What good are memories if you can't make more
What good are the words if they don't come true
What good is all the waiting in the end
If you find it wasn't love that carried you through?

What good is the storm without the rain
What good is a rose without it's smell
What good is a wedding without a joyful tear
What good is a story without a perfect end?

What is a mountain without its peaks
What is a sea without its depths
What is a night without the dark
What is sleep without its rest?

What is a tree without its fruit
What is the law without the grace
What is a human without his will
What is a Christian without his faith?

Understanding (unfinished)

I only ask for understanding
To feel like a person again
I don't want your pity
I don't want your help
I have not asked for any of it

You may mean well
But it means nothing to me
As long as you grieve
And try to fix
What is beyond your help
And beyond your reach

I cannot hide forever
This I am finding out
The tears will come
The feelings will show
All I ask is your understanding
When I am turned inside out



Living in the Past

Listening to music is like an escape. From the real world, from dealing with it...
Listening to music from the past is like being there again. Being there again is like not being here.
Living in the memories, and escaping reality.
It's so easy to do. So comfortable. I know I probably spend more time in the past than anywhere else.
Somehow, sometimes, living in the past helps me get through the present.
But is that how it's supposed to be?
Shouldn't I be looking ahead, letting the hope of the future help me through the present?
Doing things in the present that will help me or others in the future? Making the present count...

Why is it so easy to live in the past, to let the present float away, through the memories that plague the mind?
Nobody has to deal with the present if they're not living in it, right?

My Heart Is Here


Your heart follows what you love
People and places that you hold dear
As for me, I know where my home is
Because for me, my heart is here.


Honest to Jealous (Back to Me)

I see this is happening and I know I can't stop it,
But I'm not going to fight because it wasn't meant to be.
With other things I've always fought for what I wanted
But not with you because you weren't meant for me.

Still, I look at it all, as from another world,
And something doesn't quite feel right about it.
I look back in my life to put myself in your shoes,
But something inside me still wants to stop it.

I am working on being okay because I know that's what I should be;
I know if I loved you I wouldn't feel this way.
Love never has to one-up its rival.
I know if it's God's will, you'll come back to me.

Frustration

It starts out as a spark, not meant to be a fire,
And lands on dry leaves as I fall off the wire
The lava begins to boil and erupts before you know it
It all happens inside before I start to show it.

If you've never seen a spark, this is the flame,
If you've never seen a storm, this is the rain
If you've never seen a volcano, this is the obliteration
If you've never seen annoyance, this is frustration.


Thursday, August 14, 2014

Dip Into the Sky

Dip into the sky and tell me what you see
The blue disappears in a swirl of green
Look ahead into clear shining clouds
Between the trees glowing pink and gold

Hues turn to purple as the sun starts to set
Soft edges of trees reach into the depth
They move gently like shadows and flicker as light
And just below them you can still see the sky

Dip into the sky and tell me what you see
Golden petals of maple leaves
Dip into the sky and see the shapes the clouds are taking
Only in the ripples of a river, kayaking