Fatherless People

Fatherless people

Fatherless people

Wake up if you can

In the endless search of fulfillment

In the pointless fight for something more

When will you see the answer?

When will you feel the peace?

My soul cries out

There is more!

There is more to life than what you see

For seeing is not believing

Seeing is the problem

For it is what we see around us that we tend to become

Choose to be more

Choose to be more than the people around you

The internal issue

The core of humanity

The fall of us all

Is the desire to be the person we see

Rather than

The person we were made to be

At the depths of true and eternal happiness

There is a comfort

There is a love

That absorbs all pain

That covers all worry

That shields all

For in the end who do you claim to be?

Who do aspire to be?

Most of us

All of us

Set our eyes on people

When our eyes should be on things above

Should be on our one true Father

Fatherless people

Wake up if you can

Never again

To be deceived
You must first believe

When words are only letters
Placed together in the hopes of forming ideas
You put your  ideas
Into my heart
These ideas slowly held their place and began to grow
Forming walls and rooms
Finally getting so big
That these ideas overflowed from my heart
And into my mind

Making me believe your every action
As true
Yet there was a day
When your words came crumbling down
Leaving my heart just a puddle

Nothing but a city
Destroyed

Destroyed by your deceitful words
By your disgusting actions

My heart will heal
My mind will too recover

It is you that I hope moves on
That I pray sees the truth
Through the blinding darkness
I pray that the light finds you
I pray that you come to know what honesty is
And that deceit is no longer your friend

You have hurt this heart of mine
Never again

Playing with words

Run like a fiery comet
Leaving ablaze the trail previously departed

Speak like a fluttering hummingbird
Allowing your words to flow freely and softly entering the ears of the recipient

Think like a giant elephant
Knowing exactly where you are going and what are doing

Breathe like a fish in the sea
Freely knowing that each breathe could be your last

Blinded with Pride

Pride is a funny thing
Has an easy way of creeping into the unstable mind
Has a keen sense for justifying its place
Yet will eventually take over your soul if you aren't careful

Pride is boastful
Pride is self seeking
Pride is that screaming child in the toy isle assuming its all about him/her
Pride is the individual yelling at the retail clerk because they didn't give them speedy service
Pride is venom to the human heart

Shaking away this pride is difficult
For the human eyes are not strong enough to see it
The human heart has been poisoned and cannot find a remedy
The mind is not strong enough to overcome

Yet there is hope

Through the very one who has breathed life into us all
Through the very one who sent his only son to take the burden of our sins
There is a cure

For it has been said "whoever would be great among you must be your servant"
Is a servant self seeking?
Is a servant boastful?
Does a  servant feel it is about "them"?
Simply, no
For to be a servant
You give freely
You love fully
You hold your tongue when you feel that venom lashing out

For when you are blinded with pride you become angry
You become bitter
You become someone that no one wants to be
Untie your blindfold
Read the words that are so clearly written
Serve those who least deserve it
Serve those who most deserve it
Just serve

The confines of my heart

Within these walls
That enclose my beating heart
There is love impatiently waiting to pour out
There is compassion screaming to be heard
Wanting to be felt
Yet they are waiting
Waiting for the moment
Where my Father comes in
Opens the gates
And allows my feelings to come out

For I know in the depths of my being
In the makeup of Me
That my Father has someone perfect
Someone who will love freely
Someone who will lead
Someone who will walk by my side
Someone who cherishes the woman God made me to be

For now
I remain patient
Patiently waiting
For my Father
Because he is enough

Secret names.Real names.Given names.What are names?

Secretly I know my name is water loving

Ocean dweller

Yesterday my name was razor tongue

Where my words could cut to the very core of a human soul

Tomorrow my name will be homebound

And tranquil

In my dream my name is in your arms

I will always be

My boyfriend thinks my name is hyper-colored skin

Like the leaves of a fern

Just a glimpse

Feeling a glimmer of God’s love

The sunrise looks like a sweet candy painted canvass

The sound of the waves is a gentle hush

Ever so softly soothing my soul

The air is filled with ocean life

Reminding me I am not alone

If I close my eyes I can feel the warmth of the sunshine

Like the feel of a mother’s hand

Caressing my face with a gentle yet loving touch

Even with just a glimpse

I can feel His love