22 September 2010

Poem: Someone hasn’t cried today

Sometimes I just need Him to break me.

Someone hasn’t cried today

You should have felt the knife when it pushed through your back,
But I guess numbness comes with blindness.
I wish I could just shake the life inside of you,
And tell you all of your mistakes.
You have no idea how much it pains my heart
When those fowl words come from your lips,
When you have no respect for me or anyone around you.
You sit there high and mighty, apathetic to your surroundings.
You neglect my character,
And give free entrance to the wolves of the world.
You are blind to their hunger,
How they want you dead.
Oh how they want to kill you!
My friend, hear my words
I come in concern.
My heart breaks into two pieces,
But I am not worried,
Because if there was a way,
I would give you the other half,
So you could have some sort of love,
Some sort of feeling.
If God hear my cries,
I would ask for your deliverance.
You cannot hear me,
But I know he can discern my words through my stutters and tears.
Don’t think I am a perfect straight line,
Because I am a zig zag gone wrong.
There are dark spots on this picture,
But He has painted over them with pristine white.
They come and go,
But he will remain, you see.
Don’t you?
If you will not hear my words,
Then hear the love song he sings to you,
When you cheat on him with many men.
Many, yes they are legions.
Your frown is stapled onto your face,
And you have no remorse,
I cannot wait till the time when you say,
Friend, I have cried today.

06 September 2010


Sometimes I wonder If God Cries.

The arms of the winds hugged every surface of my body
As a thick sheet of gray overlaps all the lands.
They covered me, breathing cold air onto every part of me,
With the book of life opened in shaking hands.
The clouds came out from hiding,
And greeted the lowly earth.
Nature danced at the winds request,
As the skies began to give birth.
The words of Psalm 139 hit me,
And each syllable equaled one tear that I would cry
As my tears were reversed to the heavens
Not a surface of anything was dry.
I secretly pondered to myself
Could you be experiencing this too?
Would there be streaks of water racing down the holy scarlet cheeks,
Could you do something I never knew?
Then I thought of Lazarus
Oh how you mourned
Oh how your love was shown trough a simple human act.
How your heart was shaken and torn.
Reminiscence of how you suffered
Strung up on that high wooden cross,
I thought of the father’s great pain
As he received a momentary loss.
Would he not have cried?
When he covered that land in Black?
When the earthquakes shook the once still grounds,
Because of his son, who he temporarily lacked?
We were in sync with every drop.
Every pitter every patter
The tears had one destination
And their owner, it did not matter.
You lifted my head
To see your glory as the rain ceased.
And I closed the book of life,
As both our tears were released.

03 September 2010

Lady in Waiting

I am currently in the process of reading Lady in Waiting by Jackie Kendall & Debby Jones, and I am so excited because this is a book all women need to read. I began reading earlier this morning before a class. Though I’m only on page 39, and I love it already. It is basically about how most women feel that in order to feel complete, they need a man in their lives. So while in their state of singleness, they put God on hold, and sit around moping about how great their lives if and when they find that "special someone”. But having a relationship with God is so much more than that. When you are complete in Him, relationships will come. It will be ABUNDANT because since you are already complete; your cup of life will overflow with the blessings and mercies of God. I have struggled with this for a while; it was not until recently that I discovered the true meaning of being in love.
I am 19 years old, and the world around me is constantly telling me that being in love and having a mate is so great. This is not only coming from a secular world view, but Christians as well. I have been around many religious people in the last two years who have pressured me to get married young. "Don't wait!" they say, "It is in God's plan for you to get married!" That may be the case, but who is to say except the One who is in charge of the plan? As a woman, the idea is great. I would be lying if I said I never had the desire to have someone in my life or if I said I never fantasized about being in a relationship. But a good friend of mine and I were talking the other day and she was telling me about how being single is our period of blessing. We can spend more time with our Heavenly Father. 1 Corinthians 7:34 says, "An unmarried woman or virgin is concerned about the Lord's affairs: Her aim is to be devoted to the Lord in both body and spirit. But a married woman is concerned about the affairs of this world--how she can please her husband."
I know that I am a female. I get emotional. I have my mood swings. I love chocolate. But I also know that I can control my emotions. The way I look at it, my spirit should be stronger than my flesh. Sometimes my flesh will just scream and I will give into my selfish desires. But then I hear a gentle cry of my spirit asking me to stop denying it. Ephesians 4:30 says, “And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with whom you were sealed for the day of redemption.” Hmmm, which should I listen to my flesh with produces sin, or the spirit that lives within me that produces redemption….I’ll let you figure that out.
One day, if it is in God’s plan, He will bring someone to me. Maybe I have never met him, maybe I have never seen him but he has seen me, or maybe I just might be friends with him. But one thing I am 100% sure of is Jesus. I have met Him, and He has seen me and I have seen Him. He is my superman. The One I hold hands with when I am walking to class. The One who comforts me on a lonely Friday night. The One always listens to me and never judges me. The one who doesn’t judge me because of the appearance of my body, but the appearance of my soul. The One who stays up all night with me when I can’t sleep. The One who loves me so much that He gave His perfect, spotless life for a filthy sinner like me. Be complete with Jesus. Colossians 2:9, “For in Christ all the fullness of the Deity lives in bodily form”.