Kill this Mediocrity

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Last night was such a different night for me. I was sick, and was sleeping downstairs with the fire and T.V on. Something inside of me was so strong. It was a fire. It was deep. Something inside of me wanted to change the course of our world. I don't understand why I was so emotional this particular night. Maybe because I was sick and drained, but I was crying so much the whole night. I couldn't bare to see the world where it was, with out feeling something so deep in me. It made me cry. Several times. I have huge dreams and aspirations for the Kingdom of God. I know I must go through process before I see some of it happen. Yet, I will not wait around. I am going to stay busy, doing something for God, while I go through that process. I wish it would speed up, but I know that process will build my character to sustain me when I get to Gods promise. I want to change the world. I want to make a difference in America and overseas. What God has been putting in my head and heart is almost too big for me to comprehend. And it requires me making preparations now and taking action soon. I don't have time to waste time on social human endeavors and finite selfish humanity. As I wait and grow I will be moving forward no matter what...

Monday, October 12, 2009

Love

My world in color, from behind these eyes you will see
This love asunder, left in shallow humanity

To love is to break, to break is to hope, to hope is to love again.

Aimless pursuit of the blind and the breakable.
This wirlwind is too much for a lonley heart to fight.
Until love reached down to love the unloveable
And kissed the bloody scars stitched tight

Now love is left on my lips
In my hands
In front of my feet

Will shallow humanity get the best of me

If love was a melody, I wish I would be able to hear it.....
where the broken widow cries
a hungry childs sigh
the prostitutes lonly night
the begging attics eye

If love could choose to love, then would it?
If hope could choose to hope would it?
I would hope that hope would still hope
I would love that love would still love
But even still thats not enough
The hope in out hearts
The love on our lips
as bearly grazed the broken tips of
WHAT WE ARE
Because 96% of my generation is going to Hell
Because 2/3's of Zimbabwen children have aids
Because 75% of my world is in POVERTY

Because I haven't died..........
as my Savior died
Because I haven't lived.........
as my Savior lived
Because I haven't loved..........
as my Savior loved

I want love to penetrate this scared, cold, broken heart
I will fight to let love, love though me.
Love Your enemies
Love Your friends
Love Your neighbor
Love knows no end
Love the hurting
Love the weak
Love the broken
Love.with.every.heart.beat.