uproot me so I may be planted once again

Uproot me so I may be planted once again

prune me so I may grow again

Discipline me so I may walk in freedom once again

Take from me so I may be granted more

Guide me so I may guide others

Release me so I may follow

In every bitter sip remains the sweet after taste I know to be there

Yet I am in a constant state or forgetfulness

Take me to the place where I am overwhelmed by you

and not just myself

my thoughts

the propblems I create in my mind

the way I defeat myself

when you all along showed me nothing but victory

when you all along showed me the way to break free

and I in turn took that freedom and wrapped it so tightly

around myself that it became the very thing

that suffocated me

the lie that made the truth seem fragile

and the illusion more powerful than reality

reality

I now come to the place of reality

realizing that reality is----- I was a spiritual being before

a physical being

that I was united

before seperated

that I sang before I moaned

that I was fed before I ever experienced hunger

that I danced before I fell

that I worshipped before I idolized

Uproot me so I may be planted once again

prune me so I may grow again

Discipline me so I may walk in freedom once again

Take from me so I may be granted more

Guide me so I may guide others

Release me so I may follow

Spiritual Blackberries

Hunger is just as much a mental state as it is physical.  This morning I was starving but couldn't find anything to eat because I got rid of all of my food before I left for Indiana. Then I looked in my freezer and saw that there was a container of blackberries sitting there. I thought that they would have been gone, because I left them for my housemate. Anyway, the blackberries were so delicious and just what I needed. This anecdote is complete confirmation of how one can be sustained by the spirit if they just take a moment to be aware and look around for the blessings provided each and everyday. 

 

a new day

here i stand in the valley of discarded hopes and dreams
so many poor souls who by failed thinking
thought they were three feet ----sinking
when in reality were three feet away from breakthrough
shimmering failures dancing all about me- for they do not wish to be forgotten
glittering heartaches pulsating through me- for they desire to be someone's hope again
i feel the discarded potential of brilliant people who chose to
let fear capture them unti their wi to be alive and to thrive were cast
into the valley of discarded hopes and dreams

but its a new day a new dawn new opportunity
a new day a new dawn new responsibility

wisdom once told me
many people are so caught up in the mess of life
they forget to look for the message
yet what good is the message
if you yourself can not see the mess acknowledge the mess confront the mess
multiplying before your eyes
learning is only beneficial when you allow yourself
to be the textbook
prove to yourself that a is attainable
wisdom once told me

its a new day a new dawn new opportunity
a new day a new dawn new responsibility

Dry

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
all of these roots are climbing up from out of the ground.
passed feeling, lack of healing
dirty noise, ugly sound.

I have this idea that the only music I'll ever hear
is the sound of stagnation beatin' loud and clear.

But I want to to to
turn the things around,
and I want to to to
turn the lies around.

Times rearranging,
eyes keep on changing,
mouths spitting fury and ears disconnecting.

Bodies movin' backwards ,
brains getting weary,
thougts getting heavy
and we're still not ready

Because I'm told

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change

If the heaviest rain brings the most wealth
Then this is the driest rain I've ever felt!

plant a seed, get a harvest

We had a wonderful discussion about everything that we do to others is brought back upon us. PG talked from Galatians 6:4-8
Galatians 6:5-8:

4 -5Make a careful exploration of who you are and the work you have been given, and then sink yourself into that. Don't be impressed with yourself. Don't compare yourself with others. Each of you must take responsibility for doing the creative best you can with your own life.

6Be very sure now, you who have been trained to a self-sufficient maturity, that you enter into a generous common life with those who have trained you, sharing all the good things that you have and experience.

7 -8Don't be misled: No one makes a fool of God. What a person plants, he will harvest. The person who plants selfishness, ignoring the needs of others—ignoring God!—harvests a crop of weeds. All he'll have to show for his life is weeds! But the one who plants in response to God, letting God's Spirit do the growth work in him, harvests a crop of real life, eternal life.

So basically if we are tired of people lying to us, we should make sure we are being truthful in all we do!!!!! Plant a seed, get a harvest. Of what?? I do not know... what are you planting?

The Hate of Man

The Hate of Man

There are many things to say about the hate of man:

1. It brings pigs to the table undercooked and swelling

upon blue checkered table cloths.

2. Although the hate of man may vary in stature and tone,

it is always comprised entirely of ignorance and fear.

3. In the forest green, ideas are hacked away without mercy.

4. Under navy blue skies words are raped and language is insulted.

5. Bellowing rivers die out spitting splinters of shame.

6. Archaic rocks shift slowly, saddened by the digression of hours.

7. Everything becomes scattered and tasteless.

8. There are bland conceptions out there, that want 

to peel off their few layers and dive free form into a well

Atonement:

9. Oh, a stern existence it is to live in a world where terror swallows every bit of logic.

10. When open eyes range, the aged body recognizes 

that some of the greatest tragedies are spoken in silence.

11. When I completely understood this, I uttered a sadness 

that screamed deafening nonsense only audible to the most basic of creatures,

and the only one who could respond to these words was the past.

I am not death's victim

The pressure of the unknown
weighs heavier on me than my present affliction
yet visions of future victory
illuminate... shatter......... break through

the cloud of death that darkens
cessations of every sort occur
yet life that arises after the ceasing
victorious... unstopable.. unbreakable

Death
I can not escape you
but I can rise above you