faith not to be healed

You may have the faith to be healed…BUT do you have the faith not to be healed?

Are you willing to have your will be swallowed up in the will of the Lord? 

Are you willing to #letGodPrevail by faithfully letting Him inflict upon you whatever is needed to mold you into a far greater being?

intro 7-13-18

 

Can’t seem to escape the feelings that i’ll be okay, but today I can stray

Putting off for tomorrow who i need to be … and now not just for me

Others see the skin, innocent, kind, maybe safe? … one who walks the walk

The truth is close enough for the blurring of excuse --- see lethargy

How does the Counting Crows song go --- i need a sunburn?

Something that makes me feel

HELL, explaining it just hurts the ones you love

They see that you are not happy with the way things are

Blaming themselves … no relief 

no relief ...and repeat * ∞

dead ends

trusted you to catch my eye

and at least return the stare

i dropped you a line or ten

now i don't even care

i thought i was something to you

just a fool without a clue once again

thought that time had changed me

'stead i found another's dying end

turn the page 

burn the page

grit my teeth

burning rage

inside your world i died

i'll wake up to change

another night i sit, unfocused eyes 

trying to cause you pain

these words soon fade away

husks discarded left to rot

without context it's just another day

without direction an unconnected dot

i thought i could touch your life

pull you in and share the light

i waited not hoping to be misled

instead another path now dead

you claimed to be so smart

why would you need to make a fool out of me

ignore me as i adore you

destroy me as i give in to fatigue

Transposed Rainbow

Blurring the lines that cannot be changed

To engender a blender

One's faith but surrender

Have pity, shoved to show support

Shouldered far beyond the highest court

Turn thy cheek, not but endure

Wear our masks we do implore

Join the host and build the score

Deep drums rythe from shore to shore

Unlock thy pearly gates to we

Why should only thee bear keys

Behold the throng and colored flags

You once shown white, now fade to black

Some say the gulf is getting wider

And so our colors shine the brighter

As such our voices rise the higher

Once a game, your worth decider

End of days, but not of life

Of your ways, incommutable, white

Take a leaf, turn a plate

Come to grip with modern ways

White as snow and fair as cotton

A dream once touched, now seems forgotten

And should the crossed in clouds soar in

Proclaiming who can rise with Him

Our tongues may fail as we feign surprise

And seek for justice, yet meet no eyes

The Hand that Draws

 

She draws as he draws

One creates a dream

One takes a chance

An offering that repeats

A window into the mind

They reverse and entwine

A chance on a dream

Take the shuffled card

Fold it into your hand

A stroke of luck

Brushed with love

Create, fold, recreate

Draw, shuffle, duplicate

Life

 

Some see life through the eyes of mathematics

Pi & Phi, patterns of calculation

Some see life thru the mind of science

Evolution, carbon dating, discovery thru observation

Some teach life within the lines of physics

Force and laws defined thru relativity

Some find themselves within nature's hallowed hills

All life bending towards the light, naturally

Some see creation as random evolution

Origin from a bang from which all life escaped

Infinite and intertwined patterned perfectly

Some see life through another's pen

Allowing theory and mystery to define their reality

Yet some find truth on bended knee

hope and light through one's belief

[Internal/Eternal] peace as one learns to forgive

Blessed for each day they’re Free, to live

So Spins the Circle

I have this feeling of driving, but I haven't left this desk

We’re speeding so fast I can hardly keep my breath

You’re the wind above my mind’s ocean

Waving through my thoughts at depth

You surface within my mind, my world

Soul light from my other life unfurled

I’m starting to understand I can’t win without losing

They’ll never say I made my choice by not choosing

16 miles from our home town and we’re lost

How much time will this memory cost

There’s No Code beneath the Riot Act and a Lightning Bolt

But Melancholy and the Infinite Sadness calls to me

And now I’m in college and now I’m a teen

I withdrawal to surrender another day & another dream