As I sat surrounded by women of all ages- volunteers, friends, children, children forced to leave neverland before they even set foot, I was blown away by their testimonies. More amazing than that though was their absolute love for new people and new friends and their want for you to be a part of their life. Here we were walking into their home with the intent of blessing them. Somehow, I feel like it never works so much that way- I have never been so blessed by anyone in my life as this wonderful group of people.
On a day when I had been contemplating money issues I was brought face to face with a little girl who was borrowing her sister's shoes- 2 sizes smaller and her toes stuck out a few worn holes. Here, money was not the issue, nothing really was an issue, it was all about love and time spent. It probably dates back to a mission trip in Mexico in the early 2000's that I felt this same love and peace. Being at One7 made me realize how essential community is. This is something I have realized in bits and pieces but true intentional community is so beautiful. There was nothing lacking here and their faith? Oh man, their faith would floor a life long Christian. I accidentally volunteered to lead one of the girls small groups in wanting to help and was so intimidated not because I was unprepared but because their hearts were so strong and full of faith for the Lord that I honestly was at a loss in the face of these young women. These ladies were beautiful. Two of the girls had a very apparent love for the Lord and it brought us near to tears. Its amazing how when you see those with less who are so innately blessed, you realize how much more life is than our previous and possibly privileged concepts lead us to perceive/believe.
I don't know where to go from here, or how my life can change, all I know is it needs to.
If you ever get the chance and want to be a part of something amazing going on in Charlotte, you should definitely check out One7 Ministries! It will change your life and you will help to be a positive mentor and new friend to a great group of students and volunteers.
Hope your Maundy Thursday has been filled with remembrance and an opportunity to reflect. I know its an awkward place to go (one I often avoid) but if you actually visualize what happens (as cheesy as it might sound) it makes it more real. Honestly, today when we are "diluted by the world daily" there is nothing more beautiful than a tangible moment with the truth- something we so dearly hold onto but so rarely experience. So lets go there together and challenge the comfortable place we so often sit in for a place that is more awkward possibly but for sure more right. There is no better place to be and in the long run from this change of embracing the awkward I think we will find that we will have become better men and women than we had ever hoped to be.
What a beautiful moment to acknowledge that Jesus died for our sins not as a bandaid or as a coverup but out of love for God's people to truly save them? Hosanna means "God save us" and save us he did. Lets let that love and that truth of our salvation truly sink into our hearts and not just because we are Christians and it is something to do but at the end of the day nothing clears away depression or fear or need like Jesus and there is something truly uniquely beautiful about Christianity and that's a fact. It is hard to acknowledge the truth of it in a society so prone on debate and comfort rather than trust and acceptance but if God has taught me anything it is to trust him and despite all of me he will always provide. I'm praying he provides in your heart in whatever way you need this Easter but most strongly in a way that unifies your life with the path that he has already set out for you! You are wonderful and more loved than you know. Don't ever stop believing that you have a purpose or that you are loved- these are two innate truths that will not and cannot change.
So whoever you are reading this, know that you are loved and that in him you can truly do anything!
HAPPY EASTER ( :
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Monday, March 25, 2013
My heart
My heart beats
at this phenomenal feat
of each foot
moving forward
as if walking across
a nail laden board
and I barefoot progress
for Him to be more
I must be less
but, Lord, this process
involves
so much of my mess
how does that show You?
-except for the miraculous things you do
and how you've changed
me
Lord, how you've set me free
but how this hurts to show
please bless me with the peace only you know.
Amen
at this phenomenal feat
of each foot
moving forward
as if walking across
a nail laden board
and I barefoot progress
for Him to be more
I must be less
but, Lord, this process
involves
so much of my mess
how does that show You?
-except for the miraculous things you do
and how you've changed
me
Lord, how you've set me free
but how this hurts to show
please bless me with the peace only you know.
Amen
Love//
We dance
to Dean
a slow step
with smooth turns
and a little swing
what sweet joy this brings
Hate//
A moment of simplicity
where once to have a sleep over
was simply to sleep
but in creeps
this fear
of having you near
of knowing
that grown up rules
come from a different school
from a different thought
I never knew what that night
taught
till it was
and now I know
sleep overs are a no go
Love//
As I grasp ridiculously to this d--- bamboo
and you listen and pry
as I slowly let the tears
drop
and dry
you pull me in tight
and the Lord lets my heart be light
Hate//
After that moment of pain
I awoke to a stirring peace
like the cold cool rain
donned my shoes
and ran
like only a cool hearted person can
and I ran till
I
Found
peace
on a piece of pier
as the water would draw near
more lost were my thoughts
in the ebb and flow
and all that I had known
was lost
and so I went to my dear friend
to find what to do
and when we entered the store
I didn't know what for
the ladies looked at me like they did
if only they knew the pain I hid
but it was done
and there was hope
now only forward to cope
Love//
You see me smile
you see me cry
and you ask me why
and fill my heart
there is no end to this beautiful start
and as I feel like I can't push through
you help me to
Thank you ( :
Hate//
Never before seen
this change
what could it mean
now I know it is not cool
but then
then it became a tool
a way to take away the weight
of these helpings on my plate
Love//
God held my hand
and held me tight
and helped me know it would be
alright
Hate//
The next week almost crashed
into an attractive man
as only fate
can have it
he then was on the ship back to the island
we talked
numbers exchanged
if only a number had been changed
number two humiliation
Love//
As I sit still
He gives me my fill
through musical notes that
twirl in the air
and help you to care
and to move
and to dance
and to do
yes You
my creator
my lover
who helps me now
oh my beautiful maker
Hate//
Then came the one
who asked me for water
midst
a group of girls, a group of lovers
and I a friend, an other
so aptly picked
and he
the things he said
well sometimes they just don't leave my head
and when I tried to encourage
my heart he did discourage
and so onward led
Love//
You are my comforter
my strength
when life is long
you give me length
Hate//
There was one by the pier
with eyes so blue
I can still see it clear
but it was not out of compassion
but passion
that we came here
and again to the store I went
time spent
time wasted
oh the haste which you moved
if only it had behooved you to wait
to see
the soul inside of me
Love//
I pause
I wait
moving still
but inwardly
not
You, oh Lord, are all I've got
Hate//
Then came the last
and the one which had
the chance to heal
but oh what a meal
you made of my heart
torn from the very start
my spirit said clearly "not him"
but I did not see who it was
and so in I went for a swim
I gave and he took
till he took a second glance
and gave our relationship a chance
it was a push and a pull
pressed by passion
but in what fashion
because it was not love
and yet with time
there was a love that crept in
and he held me close
but it still wasn't right
and the tighter we held
the more God said
this is not the life to be led
both either hot or cold
never on the same page
lets rearrange
this
and so we did
life planned
hand in hand
to be no more
and so our hearts were spilled out on the floor
and with it
the insecurities built
up in the pain
of conversations past
oh but they held fast
others he had wanted more
hopes he had
for me
to be more
of things I could not more innately be
wanting to change
the way I see and do
what more could I do for you?
//
more lies inside and continues to hide
but these letters of love and hate are neither early or late
but in frustration laid
and love paid
I am never farther away than a prayer.
So therein lies my heart
I am thankful for a beautiful start
every day
and I hope to honestly always say
the things of my heart and my head
honestly led to share
for those He so greatly cares
so that He might also lift you up to see
the honest conversations that could be
and in that
you can be absolutely free
by the blessings of His hope
and the giving of His Son
so fret not dear for the fight is...
won.
//
Never, never, never give up. - Winston Churchill
We dance
to Dean
a slow step
with smooth turns
and a little swing
what sweet joy this brings
Hate//
A moment of simplicity
where once to have a sleep over
was simply to sleep
but in creeps
this fear
of having you near
of knowing
that grown up rules
come from a different school
from a different thought
I never knew what that night
taught
till it was
and now I know
sleep overs are a no go
Love//
As I grasp ridiculously to this d--- bamboo
and you listen and pry
as I slowly let the tears
drop
and dry
you pull me in tight
and the Lord lets my heart be light
Hate//
After that moment of pain
I awoke to a stirring peace
like the cold cool rain
donned my shoes
and ran
like only a cool hearted person can
and I ran till
I
Found
peace
on a piece of pier
as the water would draw near
more lost were my thoughts
in the ebb and flow
and all that I had known
was lost
and so I went to my dear friend
to find what to do
and when we entered the store
I didn't know what for
the ladies looked at me like they did
if only they knew the pain I hid
but it was done
and there was hope
now only forward to cope
Love//
You see me smile
you see me cry
and you ask me why
and fill my heart
there is no end to this beautiful start
and as I feel like I can't push through
you help me to
Thank you ( :
Hate//
Never before seen
this change
what could it mean
now I know it is not cool
but then
then it became a tool
a way to take away the weight
of these helpings on my plate
Love//
God held my hand
and held me tight
and helped me know it would be
alright
Hate//
The next week almost crashed
into an attractive man
as only fate
can have it
he then was on the ship back to the island
we talked
numbers exchanged
if only a number had been changed
number two humiliation
Love//
As I sit still
He gives me my fill
through musical notes that
twirl in the air
and help you to care
and to move
and to dance
and to do
yes You
my creator
my lover
who helps me now
oh my beautiful maker
Hate//
Then came the one
who asked me for water
midst
a group of girls, a group of lovers
and I a friend, an other
so aptly picked
and he
the things he said
well sometimes they just don't leave my head
and when I tried to encourage
my heart he did discourage
and so onward led
Love//
You are my comforter
my strength
when life is long
you give me length
Hate//
There was one by the pier
with eyes so blue
I can still see it clear
but it was not out of compassion
but passion
that we came here
and again to the store I went
time spent
time wasted
oh the haste which you moved
if only it had behooved you to wait
to see
the soul inside of me
Love//
I pause
I wait
moving still
but inwardly
not
You, oh Lord, are all I've got
Hate//
Then came the last
and the one which had
the chance to heal
but oh what a meal
you made of my heart
torn from the very start
my spirit said clearly "not him"
but I did not see who it was
and so in I went for a swim
I gave and he took
till he took a second glance
and gave our relationship a chance
it was a push and a pull
pressed by passion
but in what fashion
because it was not love
and yet with time
there was a love that crept in
and he held me close
but it still wasn't right
and the tighter we held
the more God said
this is not the life to be led
both either hot or cold
never on the same page
lets rearrange
this
and so we did
life planned
hand in hand
to be no more
and so our hearts were spilled out on the floor
and with it
the insecurities built
up in the pain
of conversations past
oh but they held fast
others he had wanted more
hopes he had
for me
to be more
of things I could not more innately be
wanting to change
the way I see and do
what more could I do for you?
//
more lies inside and continues to hide
but these letters of love and hate are neither early or late
but in frustration laid
and love paid
I am never farther away than a prayer.
So therein lies my heart
I am thankful for a beautiful start
every day
and I hope to honestly always say
the things of my heart and my head
honestly led to share
for those He so greatly cares
so that He might also lift you up to see
the honest conversations that could be
and in that
you can be absolutely free
by the blessings of His hope
and the giving of His Son
so fret not dear for the fight is...
won.
//
Never, never, never give up. - Winston Churchill
Good Talk
Real life
digs deep into your soul
ripping open
a large gaping hole
and as wine trickles through
it helps you in part
but not the whole
because only serious surgery
can heal up that hole
and so as you try to patch it up
with bandaids
of empty words and phrases
go through different life style phases
you'll finally come to this
really life contains no bliss
or beauty
if you keep your eyes on the pain
each day will be filled with rain
and you will slowly drift away
but if you lift your eyes to the heaven
and hold tightly to hope
then against anything you can cope
but till then
I gladly tip back
one tiny glass of vino ( :
digs deep into your soul
ripping open
a large gaping hole
and as wine trickles through
it helps you in part
but not the whole
because only serious surgery
can heal up that hole
and so as you try to patch it up
with bandaids
of empty words and phrases
go through different life style phases
you'll finally come to this
really life contains no bliss
or beauty
if you keep your eyes on the pain
each day will be filled with rain
and you will slowly drift away
but if you lift your eyes to the heaven
and hold tightly to hope
then against anything you can cope
but till then
I gladly tip back
one tiny glass of vino ( :
Monday, March 18, 2013
Nothing is Wasted
I don't know a lot of things
but I know the light
I feel when you are around me
I know that the Lord gives such light
the kind to be shared
and not to be strapped up and stored away
no this is something to be displayed
and as I search the scriptures
and sing His songs
my heart lifts
and sings along
my voice, scratchy, lays silent and still
but is this Your will
to get me to be
so it will be You and me?
Your words they hurt
in a way that heals
as You tell me that You
have created
and known me
before my first breath
first step
first awkward moment or thought
before any bad moment
brought tears to my eyes
and pain in my heart
You knew
and the beautiful thing?
You still do.
Lord, take this heart of mine
wrap it up
and heal it fast
that we may move past
this moment closer to
the things You have called us to do
that is my prayer
You who have protected Your people
always
and who have set out the world
not in stone
but in a beautifully carved wave
that crashes and builds
and weilds
time within its pulsing current
and as the past
creeps in to grasp the present
time is bent
moments relived are not real
and so God heals
He brings our heart to His hands
and He pushes and pulls
till we can be no more full
of awkward pulsing pain
and with a quick release
peace
rushes in...
//
Psalm 139
but I know the light
I feel when you are around me
I know that the Lord gives such light
the kind to be shared
and not to be strapped up and stored away
no this is something to be displayed
and as I search the scriptures
and sing His songs
my heart lifts
and sings along
my voice, scratchy, lays silent and still
but is this Your will
to get me to be
so it will be You and me?
Your words they hurt
in a way that heals
as You tell me that You
have created
and known me
before my first breath
first step
first awkward moment or thought
before any bad moment
brought tears to my eyes
and pain in my heart
You knew
and the beautiful thing?
You still do.
Lord, take this heart of mine
wrap it up
and heal it fast
that we may move past
this moment closer to
the things You have called us to do
that is my prayer
You who have protected Your people
always
and who have set out the world
not in stone
but in a beautifully carved wave
that crashes and builds
and weilds
time within its pulsing current
and as the past
creeps in to grasp the present
time is bent
moments relived are not real
and so God heals
He brings our heart to His hands
and He pushes and pulls
till we can be no more full
of awkward pulsing pain
and with a quick release
peace
rushes in...
//
Psalm 139
Believing
Darkness swallows
and as I dig down to the deep
to find the source
so that I can sleep
I find instead a dam
and instead of freed
I am damned
to a moment
of absolute sorrow
no more this world can borrow
as it beats me in the face
my heart begins to race
where is the joy that I so recently held dear
Lord, draw me near
hold my heart
show me the start
and as I wait for Him to speak
and to relieve
I look around
I see smiling faces looking back at me
and the ways
that He has shown
the things He has always known
and now I just have to trust
it is not a choice
it is a practice
and a hope
and the only way I can daily cope
because, Lord, my enemies are fighting dirty
but this is no dark thirty
and I will not give in
no they will not win
because yours is the victory.
*inspired by a night this weekend
//
"How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
How vast is the sum of them!"
Psalm 139:17
and as I dig down to the deep
to find the source
so that I can sleep
I find instead a dam
and instead of freed
I am damned
to a moment
of absolute sorrow
no more this world can borrow
as it beats me in the face
my heart begins to race
where is the joy that I so recently held dear
Lord, draw me near
hold my heart
show me the start
and as I wait for Him to speak
and to relieve
I look around
I see smiling faces looking back at me
and the ways
that He has shown
the things He has always known
and now I just have to trust
it is not a choice
it is a practice
and a hope
and the only way I can daily cope
because, Lord, my enemies are fighting dirty
but this is no dark thirty
and I will not give in
no they will not win
because yours is the victory.
*inspired by a night this weekend
//
"How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
How vast is the sum of them!"
Psalm 139:17
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Colorful ( :
Black and grey
were the only way I knew how to dress
but then I went to school
and learned that colors could be cool
but they were so hard to rightly arrange
that I came off looking a little strange
with time I found one of the best
teal was so much better than the rest
and slowly entered in neutrals
of white and beige
a wider range
then a guy I knew
added pink to that too
but I didn't quite like it so I changed it to coral
met Ashely and added a little floral
with Diane I saw a brighter flare
and so yeah, with patterns, I went there
but with you I feel so colorful and alive
like any color could thrive
filled with opportunity
to show and express and be
knowing you, in so many ways, sets me free
to be more colorful.
were the only way I knew how to dress
but then I went to school
and learned that colors could be cool
but they were so hard to rightly arrange
that I came off looking a little strange
with time I found one of the best
teal was so much better than the rest
and slowly entered in neutrals
of white and beige
a wider range
then a guy I knew
added pink to that too
but I didn't quite like it so I changed it to coral
met Ashely and added a little floral
with Diane I saw a brighter flare
and so yeah, with patterns, I went there
but with you I feel so colorful and alive
like any color could thrive
filled with opportunity
to show and express and be
knowing you, in so many ways, sets me free
to be more colorful.
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