Sunday, February 21, 2010

Innocence

A child, golden child, radiant as the Sun.
Robbed of the light.
Afraid to run.

Does she know him?
Perhaps we'll never know.
Were there any signs of impending evil?
As clear as blood splattered on soft white snow.

The child emerges.
Confused, angry, betrayed.
She hides away in her secret place.
'Lest her shame be openly displayed.

Afraid to trust.
Willing to please.
Her heart feels covered in rust,
Rotting with disease.

She sobs quietly as she plays make believe.
No one tries her pain to relieve.

Years have passed,
And yet no change.
A well built fascade,
She's diligently arranged.

Afraid to face herself,
For fear of what she might find.
Afraid to face the demons,
Afraid to leave it all behind.

It's become a close friend,
Of the cruelest kind.
It's a comfortable agony,
A blackhole of the mind.

"Can I be free?"
She asks in disbelief,
"Could it be,
My weary spirit could have relief?"

Broken, bleeding, covered in blood,
She stumbles and whimpers,
To the throne room of God.

"I have nothing left to give,
I am broken and abused.
I've not even the will to live,
But it's Your love I choose.

I am but a shadow of who I was to be,
But I am trusting in Your kindness,
That You will restore my purity."

A warm hand rests on her head.
Peace floods her like a river.
Life begins to trickle through what was dead,
And her whole body begins to shiver.

"I will right what has been wrong.
What was stolen I will restore.
You will be my beautiful song,
And pain will not be your banner anymore."

The woman is radiant,
Radiant as the Son.
She walks in the light,
Complete in the One.

Beauty for Ashes

I stare at the image in the glass.
Pale skin, ratty hair, yellow teeth.
Who would, could love this girl I see in the glass?
Does my worth line up with what they see?

I run into their arms hoping to be loved.
They smile with evil intent.
They know my weakness, towering above.
With groping hands that won't relent.

I'm left empty, unfulfilled, and self-loathing.
Picking up the pieces of my tattered heart,
While they're enjoying their prize and gloating,
No thought of the fact I've been torn apart.

I look at myself in the glass once more.
What is it about me?
Do I really look like a whore?
Why won't they love me?

Ashes,
Passages,
Written on the tablets of my heart.

Ashes,
Slashes,
Cutting my soul apart.

I throw my pain on the altar.
In desperation I plead.
Tossing myself before the Father.
Pounding the floor til my hands bleed.

"You're my daughter,
Strong and brave.
Put on your armor,
You're no longer their slave.

I made your eyes blue as the ocean,
to show the world the expanse of My love.
I made your hair of gold,
And your skin as white as a dove.
I made your touch tender,
To love as I love.

I made your spirit to laugh,
and your voice to sing.
I made your hands to heal,
I made your everything."

You're my beauty, Oh my Lord.
You are my worth.
I take joy in You Oh God,
More than anything on this earth.

Ashes,
Flashes,
Of God's holy fire.

Burning,
Discerning,
Through every desire.

You have given me beauty for ashes.

Mercy

Lord, Your mercy is like a blanket.
You cover me completely with Your love.
Pulling down all my misconceptions,
With soft warmth from above.

Thought my friends hate me,
You always love me.
Though my family reject me,
You always accept me.

Though through my own neglect,
I tear myself to shreds.
You always mend all the tattered threads.

September 12 2004

Why am I so stubborn?
Why do I fear Your rejection?
I'm so terrified to let go of this control,
That I think I have over my life.

I'm terrified deep inside.
Terrified that You have left me.
Terrified that I'm singled out.
That You love others more than You love me.

I know You love me.
Your Word says it's true.
But I'm so terrified,
That I'm not good enough for You.

I've got so many downfalls.
It's hard to see the good.
But Father I know You love me,
I just wish I understood.

I do the things I despise,
Because I want to be beautiful,
In my own eyes.
The truth is I hate everything about me.
My heart is always doubting.

Doubting what good people see in me.
Half believing, half doubting.
Doubting their reasons for loving me.
Doubting even Your love for me.

Focusing on my own perpetual pain.
Putting others before me always,
Always.

July 12th 2004/February 8, 2005

July 12th 2004

Sometimes I'm shaken awake by Your care.
I try to go my own way, but You're always there.
Thank You for tenderly waiting for me,
And for understanding my humanity.

I love You!

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February 8th, 2005

Lord, I don't know where You're take me, but I know where You've brought me from.

Deliverance

My heart is heavy tonight God.
A deep sobriety has gripped me.
I'm so frail in my power,
And weak in my pride.

How'd I ever expect to make it out of here alive?
How'd I expect to breathe on my own?
You alone are my direction, my breath.
Deliver me.

Deliver me from the demons that snarl down my neck.
Deliver me from the minions constantly whispering in my ears.
Deliver me from my own lustful desires.
Deliver me.

Thank You Father for Your sweet deliverance.

3/5/2003

It's late.
My body wants sleep but my mind's awake.
I'm wondering how I've wandered from You.
We've barely talked this whole day through.

You went before me to prepare the way.
I didn't notice You there anyway.
You walked beside me, gently calling my name.
But I only focused on the pain.

I slept, did I dream of You?
I have no clue.
When I woke, did I speak to You then?
If so I don't remember when .

At church, did I meet with You?
Nope I just sat there wondering, pondering the things of You.

Now the day is done,
And I lay here only as One.
Where's my other part?
But You are always in my heart.

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How did I get here?
To this place I've never been.
Where my heart is set on You,
And my mind on earthly things.

Father create in me the discipline I need.
I want so much to always be with You.
Help me to realize that You are always with me!

Friend

Sometimes I feel so alone.
Like a child far from home.
No one understands me,
Or even cares to know me.

But I know You are my Friend,
And that Your love has no end.
You call me by Your name,
So in You I'll remain.

I want to feel beautiful in their eyes,
But that only seems like lies.
It seems my insecurities,
Are all that's left of me.

But Your strength is perfected in my flaws.

Sonnet

I could gaze upon the brightest dawn,
But it could not compare with You.
I could not begin to understand,
The glory that is in You.

Who can limit You?
Who can push You into a box?
Who can grasp Your infinite wisdom?
I never will.

My life is nothing compared to Your beauty.
I am nothing without Your life.
All is empty, cold and lifeless
Without Your breath.

I am at Your mercy.
That's the only way I can stand.
The Blood that You shed covers me,
Washes away every stain.

I love You.
Your mercy is my Lifeblood.
My heart beats at Your command.
At Your word my lungs expand.

You are all I have.
I am poor and naked without You.
I want only You.
I want only You.

Alone

I walked once all alone.
Cold blood through a dead heart of stone.
Stumbling naked and blind,
Down life's rocky path and a tormented mind.

I saw Your hope, I saw Your light,
And with all that was in me I ran.
Far away from You, far into dark night.
Back into the sadness I had learned to love.

I ran until I stared deep into Hell.
I ran into my own dark death.
Defying Your awesomeness I fell,
My lips knew no breath.

Then I heard You call to me,
Saying, "I am here, I'm your Father.
I'm your love, your life, your victory.
You are alone no longer."

I knelt there as You hung above.
Bathing, washing all my sins gone.
You had shown me the only true Love,
And now I know I am never alone.
How did I get to this place?
A reflection of an unfamiliar face.
Seems so odd that is is me,
Lost in this sea of humanity.

I know You're there...somewhere.
I wish I could breathe You like air.
Life giving, lung chilling breath;
Infilling this servant with rest.

Oh I want to be there with You,
To walk with You.
But I know my life is in Your hands.
Like a child in their parents love expanse.

I know I can run into Your arms of love.
Escaping like a snow white dove,
To find rest in the Almighty.
You shelter me.

Oh God, I run to You to be filled again.
To be purged in Your cleansing rain.
To take my pain, my sin, my worries,
To Your mercy seat of glory.

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I don't know my future,
But I know I'm in Your hands.
I don't know where You'll lead me,
But I know You'll guide me in distant lands.

I give You my will,
Your Spirit infilled.
Guide me in Your ways,
Walk with me all my days.

Walk with me,
Talk with me.
Guide me by Your hand.
Move in me,
Smoothen me.
To show Jesus to this land.

Open me.
Awaken me.
Strengthen me.

Distractions...

So many distractions cloud my view.
All I want to see is You.
But I see things that please,
I see things that tease.

Taunting, flaunting,
Sweet smelling sin.
Chasing undaunted,
Trying to get under my skin.

Things that cease cravings and urges,
Things that repentance purges.

Sin

Sin separates me from You.
I'm full of sin,
Full of filth,
Full of disgrace and shame.

I want to be right with You.
I want to know Your still there.
God send Your Spirit to renew,
To cleanse me.

I hate that I sin.
I hate that I allow it in.
I hate my flesh,
I hate myself.

I want to rip myself from this flesh.
I want to pull it off my soul.
I don't want to live with regrets.
I just want to be whole.

Forgive me Lord, I am lowly,
Hollow and dirty.
Please me me holy.

Even in sin You hear my cry.
You never let my spirit die.
I never am alone or lost,
Because my Lord You paid the cost.

I feel so dead,
My Daily Bread.
My Communion Cup of Blood.
I feel so dead,
My sweet Godhead,
So dead to Your sweet Love.

This sin is running through my veins;
Through veins that have collapsed.
Streaming through my brains,
My body's begging for no relapse.

Speak life,
Speak light,
Speak sweet Spirit's renewal.
Speak flesh's burial.

Open up veins,
And feel True Lifeblood flow.
Drink up spirit,
Drink up and grow.

Grow from what you were,
Into what you will become.
Grow from dead deeds,
Into a simple servant.

A humble lamb,
Lowly in stature.
Grow in Him,
Grow in His pasture.

Be at peace with the Lord Your God.
Be still and know Him.
Be hungry and feed on what He gives.
Bow humbly before Your God.

Enemy

Sneaking, creeping little by little.
He makes his move.
Slithering behind every step I take,
His ways are smooth.

Trying to kill me every day.
Trying to discourage me.
Trying to bind me with his chains,
But I have the victory!

He's throwing darts from every side,
But in Jesus I hide!

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With Your words You set me free,
Free oh Lord, from this human cell.
This cell that keeps me from seeing Your beauty.
Oh God set me free!

That is what my heart desires.
A fleshy sacrifice to please You.
Take it, throw it on the fire.
Oh Father take it from me!

I long to be a sweet fragrance,
A beautiful sight before You.
A dancer to dance,
A singer to sing.

How did it feel?

How did it feel to be born torn from Heaven?
To walk and talk with the heathen?
To eat their meat,
And breathe their air?

How did it feel when Your own mother forgot Your greatness,
And expected humanity's weakness?
Those who walked beside You had no clue,
They were touching, breathing, feeling Jehovah Tsid-Kenu.

How did it feel to be betrayed with a friend's kiss,
And yet to show great gentleness?
A slap in the face of such a sweet Love,
And yet You remained in the Father's Love.

How did it feel to hang there for me?
Your blood dripping down on me?
I don't deserve You.
I don't survive without You.

You hung there for me.
There You died - there on that tree.
With death in Your eyes You looked down,
On my sinful soul and You frowned.

No words will ever portray,
What You did that day.
The day You suffered so that I would be free.
I am so unworthy.

Now I see You.
Your glory is enough to kill.
Yet I come before You holy and pure.
I love You.

How does it feel,
When my words betray You?
When I turn my back on You?
How does it feel?

I'm so sorry,
I'm so unworthy,
Please forgive me.

Who will go?

Who will go?
Here am I Lord.
Who will sacrifice all?
I will sacrifice it all for the call.

Nothing can keep me from You,
I'm at the edge, oh God, pull me through!
I want You, I want Your glory!
Shine forth, saturate me!

I don't want this world;
I only want You Lord.
Nothing satisfies me like You do.
Nothing else will do.

Let Your glory work in me,
Renew my mind.

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I surrender to things unseen...
A war...two sides...and me in between.
Seems as though I always screw it up...
Throw my convictions down and my hands up.

I try so hard to overcome temptation.
Try to focus my concentration.
But I give in to their lies,
And my heart just dies.

So unworthy of You my King...
I'm such a vile, sinful thing!
So very lost without You...
I am nothing without You!

God You should throw down Your wrath,
But You choose mercy.
Mercy Me!
Mercy Me!

I come into Your love and grace,
Help me to see Your face!
You see through my fascade,
For You alone are God.

I surrender to things unseen...
A surrender...humility.
I will take Your grace.
Please take this sin sacrifice.

I love You!

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I am broken before You Lord.
Only You know how to mend me.
I lay with my face at Your feet,
And my hands toward the sky.

I laugh at the joy You give,
And I will thank You every day I live.
Thank You Father for Your love and grace,
And the promise of Your face.

No other is as powerful and mighty.
Everything with breath praises You.
For Your wonderful compassion,
Can save them from destruction.

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Dear God, I kneel before Your glory.
Consumed by the love You have for me.
I can't wait to see Your face,
In that Heavenly place.

This is my prayer to You:
God please keep me always in Your view.
Guide my footsteps in this sinking sand.
Walk alongside me hand in Hand.

Thank You God for each new day,
for each opportunity to pray.
Thank You Lord for the mercy You give,
With each breath I will die to live.

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Oh Father God I am torn.
My heart is wounded and worn.
This world calls me to salute,
to bow at the sound of flutes.

My heart is healed in Your Presence.
You are my very essence.
Teach me Your ways,
So that I will not from Your path sway.

Longing to be wholey enflamed,
Yet this flesh is so ashamed.
I run into my own dark night,
Against my flesh my spirit fights.

Oh to be perfect as You are.
To be from this sin so far.
I regret my life as I have lived it.
But You always forgave all of it.

I surrender to You.
Shape me, mold me, make me new.
Let me never grow away from Your light.
I love You, my Lover and Creator of life.

Poetry...for the next few posts...

Most of you who follow my blog, or have in the past know that I've been blogging at intimateteam.blogspot.com for a little over a month now. Since I've been blogging there I've not blogged on Thrive in quite some time.

Tonight I was digging through my hope chest to clear out some things and to make more room. I came across an old book of poems that I'd written several years ago, from about 2003-2005. I wanted to post them, as I am just blown away by them. It's amazing how reading these just reminds me of His faithfulness to me, and that He's brought me so far since 1998 when I came back to him. Amazing...well hope you enjoy! :)