Tuesday, February 22

gray

The naked soul
The cold breath
 The aching hands
And pounding memories
Closing my doors
Locks and chains and keys
But you stand knocking
Leave
Abandon me, O stubborn one
There is no room for you here
No warmth, nor bread
Just scarred beds
And empty vessels
Broken closed.

But He says to me, "I will pursue you. I will hunt you down and capture you. You cannot turn around. You can only walk on. You cannot hide, for darkness is as light to me."

I could see the fear take over 
Hearts hardened to the sound of closeness
It's aching and pounding all on the citizens
Leaving them wishing for a lover
And the lights on the street go dark 
But all the heaviness is in my heart
The colours on the leaves are gray
But I hold heaven in my heart today
Citizens - Avalanche City


Tuesday, February 15

warrior

There has been a deep, empty ache. My heart became an empty drum that I would beat with my fists in frustration. My mind became poisened with lies and sin and death.

But I am captivated by my God. I can't get over Him. I can't hold my anger over Him for long. And I am pursued by my God. The way He moves melts my heart and makes me know who I am and what it's all for.

My enemy attacked me in desperation as my Man started whispering in my ear. The war came, pushed me to the earth. I fought alongside my Warrior 'til I could no longer. I stepped back, and allowed Him, in His jealous love and unmatchable power, to overcome what I could not.


Wednesday, February 2

war

There is so much to say, and nothing. My heart is broken in so many places. My anger at God is cliche; its' end predictable. God said to me, what did you expect? You are in a war. But how do you fight when you are wounded? How do you stand for truth when your spirit is shot to pieces? How do you retreat, advance or surrender when you can't hear the commands of your leader?