(12-03-04 Hendersonville, TN 3:54PM)
While looking out the window of a coffee shop, I look out in peaceful surrender to the baby blue sky speckled with white clouds. It was a moment of surrender and realization that I have only one life to live, and I was not in charge of it. I could try to be if I wanted, but I learned that I am only here for a little while on this earth and want to keep my hands and heart free from the grip of anything. The only person that my hands are reaching for is my Heavenly Father who enables me to love, serve and worship before His throne of grace. In Christ, I am all that God created me to be!
Acts 17:28 For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring.
Who keeps my heart beating?
My lungs full of breath?
My mind full of imagination?
Who holds the key of death?
In reality, I have no control
Over this life that I live
At any moment it could stop
If God decided not to give
The next breath that I breathe
Is a blessing in disguise
When I grab it, it’s gone
Before my very eyes
I would like to hoard enough
To control my number of days
But my hands are too small
So I lift them in praise!
To the Giver of Life
In Him all things move and be
What a precious gift I have!
Me
Sunday, January 28, 2007
The Drawing
(12-21-03 Nashville, TN Sunday Service 11:01PM)
God always knows what He is doing. He is in charge and takes care of my life day by day. I never noticed Him or the beauty that life could bring until I sense His drawing of conviction. For many years growing up through middle school, high school and college, I ignored God's drawing and ran. However, on April 7, 2003, I surrendered to His grace and my canvas of life was made clean for Him to make a drawing of faith that may glorify my Heavenly Father. What will the next skecth be? Who knows, but it will be fun to watch the Artist draw!
The drawing within
What can this be
The Spirit of God
Is beckoning me
What should I do
Please take heed
Do not deny
Your greatest need
A Savior from sin
My soul needs peace
Falling in repentance
In Love to never cease
Full of life
Thriving and whole
A place to abide
The countenance aglow
Resting in His arms
My favorite friend
By answering His call
My Drawing begins
God always knows what He is doing. He is in charge and takes care of my life day by day. I never noticed Him or the beauty that life could bring until I sense His drawing of conviction. For many years growing up through middle school, high school and college, I ignored God's drawing and ran. However, on April 7, 2003, I surrendered to His grace and my canvas of life was made clean for Him to make a drawing of faith that may glorify my Heavenly Father. What will the next skecth be? Who knows, but it will be fun to watch the Artist draw!
The drawing within
What can this be
The Spirit of God
Is beckoning me
What should I do
Please take heed
Do not deny
Your greatest need
A Savior from sin
My soul needs peace
Falling in repentance
In Love to never cease
Full of life
Thriving and whole
A place to abide
The countenance aglow
Resting in His arms
My favorite friend
By answering His call
My Drawing begins
The Heart speaks.
11-15-04 Hendersonville, TN 1:35PM)
Alone with You
In obscurity observing
-Creation-
the sky and trees
people in front of me
talking, eating, staring
into space of time and distance
-reflecting on the past
-pondering the future
Will they look into their heart?
Or be swept by culture
Society says,
“ Eat drink and be merry
For tomorrow you die”
I question this reason why?
Hearts are forgotten
Lonely yet externally covered
Filling the emptiness, starving within
Gaining it’s last breath screaming
What about me?
What about who you are?
What about the man in the mirror?
What is he saying?
When alone and observing You?
Alone with You
In obscurity observing
-Creation-
the sky and trees
people in front of me
talking, eating, staring
into space of time and distance
-reflecting on the past
-pondering the future
Will they look into their heart?
Or be swept by culture
Society says,
“ Eat drink and be merry
For tomorrow you die”
I question this reason why?
Hearts are forgotten
Lonely yet externally covered
Filling the emptiness, starving within
Gaining it’s last breath screaming
What about me?
What about who you are?
What about the man in the mirror?
What is he saying?
When alone and observing You?
The Cross
(9-29-03 Dallas, TX 7:45AM)
I enjoy playing with words to make pictures. As I see things, I have always wanted to have a splash of creativity that would enable me to paint what I see in my mind. The paint brush wasn't born in my hand, but the vibrant colors that radiate from the cross cause my mind to reflect the white light of the purity of Jesus. Only in His brokenness, can we see the beauty of redemption. Only by His Spirit, can our lives be fruitful and more abundant as we allow Jesus to live His life in us.
Eternity
Dog’s wood
King of the Jews
Dog’s wood
Dog’s wood
Dog’s wood
Dog’s wood
Promises
Thorns
Love
Joy
Peace
Patience
Kindness
Goodness
Faithfulness
Promises My shame Gentleness My shame Promises
Promises A nail of my sin Self Control A nail of my sin Promises
Promises My guilt Gentleness My guilt Promises
Faithfulness
Goodness
Kindness
Patience
Peace
Joy
Love
A nail of my sin
Promises
Dog’s wood
Dog’s wood
Dog’s wood
Dog’s wood
Eternity
The entire world:
Every knee shall bow
Every tongue confess
That Jesus Christ is Lord
To the glory of God the Father
Goodness
Kindness
Patience
Peace
Joy
Love
A nail of my sin
Promises
Dog’s wood
Dog’s wood
Dog’s wood
Dog’s wood
Eternity
The entire world:
Every knee shall bow
Every tongue confess
That Jesus Christ is Lord
To the glory of God the Father
A Picture of Grace
(5-13-05 Hendersonville, TN 11:44AM)
My mom always liked the quality of being down to earth. She always told me that I need to be that way and should look for a wife that is the same. When we realize that we can only live, move and have our being because of the grace of God, then we are in a place where life can spring forth in abundance.
So often I portray myself
As who I am not
For what reason I’m not sure
Maybe my pride likes to trot
Pretending to know it all
Have experienced it all
Seen it all
Own it all
What a lie to live!
I just need to be myself
What you see is what you get!
Nothing fancy, abnormal, but maybe plain
Though happy as can be dancing in the rain
It doesn’t matter if I get wet
I was made of the dirt and rain has to set
Form a puddle over me and I’ll soak in
The water that’s hiding me from my sin
Just trying to hide from Who’s over me
Until the sun comes out, scorched as can be
Dried, cracked and wrinkled on top
Enough is enough, it’s time to stop
In reality, I am but dirt or clay
Let me be who I am while I’m here today
Enjoying the gravity that keeps me close to the ground
In this handful of dirt look what I have found.
My mom always liked the quality of being down to earth. She always told me that I need to be that way and should look for a wife that is the same. When we realize that we can only live, move and have our being because of the grace of God, then we are in a place where life can spring forth in abundance.
So often I portray myself
As who I am not
For what reason I’m not sure
Maybe my pride likes to trot
Pretending to know it all
Have experienced it all
Seen it all
Own it all
What a lie to live!
I just need to be myself
What you see is what you get!
Nothing fancy, abnormal, but maybe plain
Though happy as can be dancing in the rain
It doesn’t matter if I get wet
I was made of the dirt and rain has to set
Form a puddle over me and I’ll soak in
The water that’s hiding me from my sin
Just trying to hide from Who’s over me
Until the sun comes out, scorched as can be
Dried, cracked and wrinkled on top
Enough is enough, it’s time to stop
In reality, I am but dirt or clay
Let me be who I am while I’m here today
Enjoying the gravity that keeps me close to the ground
In this handful of dirt look what I have found.
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