Sunday, March 30, 2008

lead us back to life in You






we're a valley of dry bones
lead us back to life in You.
we've become a talent show
lead us back to life in You.
we've been throwing heavy stones
lead us back to life in You.

again He said unto me, prophesy upon these bones, and say unto them, o ye dry bones, hear the word of the Lord...behold, I will cause breath to enter into you, and ye shall live...
ezekiel 37:4-5

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

the Cross



i have started drawing again.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

pRaYeR tRaIn

maybe i'm not
but You're all i've got
left
to believe in

don't give up on me
i'm about to come alive
and i know that it's been hard
and it's been a long time coming
don't give up on me
i'm about to come alive

i can feel it.

HE is on the move. in me.
and i'm about to come alive.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

words



we read
under the eye
of God
until the heart
is touched
and leaps to flame

Monday, January 21, 2008

brother King



Well, I don't know what will happen now.
We've got some difficult days ahead.
But it doesn't matter with me now.
Because I've been to the mountaintop.
And I don't mind.
Like anybody, I would like to live a long life.
Longevity has its place.
But I'm not concerned about that now.
I just want to do God's will.
And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain.
And I've looked over.
And I've seen the promised land.
I may not get there with you.
But I want you to know tonight.
That we, as a people, will get to the promised land.
And I'm happy, tonight.
I'm not worried about anything.
I'm not fearing any man.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord!
~MLK~

Friday, January 18, 2008

Sunday, January 6, 2008

late to theOAKS

in the stairwell
Truth softly pressing
against the old wooden doors.

the doors say IN
only IN, no...OUT
just like Your hand.

never will I leave you
nor forsake you
come
let Me give you peace
let My love quiet you
I AM what you need
I AM what you are looking for
seek first My kingdom
and all else
will be given to you
as well

Truth building
crashing against the door now
talk of torn curtains
of a sacrifice.

taking a bath in Your blood
freedom is...
my rebellion swirling down the drain.

clean but lonely,
lonely but free.

the stairs creak:

I AM all else.
I AM all.
I AM.
I.