Broken

I am broken and contrite before you dear God
With my flesh and human desire
For all that is in me is sin and death
And all that is in You is life

My sin becomes so sinful
Your grace becomes so true
Why do I do
What I don’t want to do?

For I know I am your child
And by faith I am set free
But this thorn in my flesh
Is tearing at me

The flesh ( Read more... )

Poem written after a period of anxiety and depression; too much responsibility and a bit of an identity crises. Praise God for “Working all things together for good” ... and ... XANAX!!

The Victory of Defeat

I’m battle worn and weary
But the battle is my own
I, myself, mine enemy
Demand to mount the throne.
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Darkness surrounded me as I knelt on the floor rocking back and forth with my head on my knees. Humming softly, I repeatedly intertwined my hair between my fingers into a loose braid. I was calmly praying, singing, soothing and sobbing the way through another night with no sleep. How many nights have I been here? I don’t even know; more than days, ( Read more... )

some of them are living in the jungles right now, this instant!

posted 01/07/08 in uncategorized
2008?
nothing has changed

they want to "keep it like this"

but "we" changed or our fathers changed
for various reasons
some changed to escape the tyranny of the caste system
for upward social mobility
some changed because  it seemed a better religion
a few ( Read more... )

I'm new here and to livejournal ( Read more... )

 new to the community =] & i wanted to say hi!
also this is something i wrote..yesterday. 
going thru a tough time with someone but 
things will work out in the end im sure of it. =] 
God bless!

Epic

I begin

disgusted of the 
hypocrisy she claims
not to be a part of

exhasted with the 
masks she wears with 
the fake smiles, fake affection.

consumed by the 
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I'm new to this group...it hasn't been active lately, it says, but I hope to fix this?

I'm not a poet, I'm a prose writer, mostly fiction, so this was sorta...outta my ear, or something, but it meant something to me.

( It Rains. )

Strength grows with every ( Read more... )

My Mom died on January 29, 2007, I wrote this for her, it's actually a song, but I know that you guys will appreciate it.  I miss her so much, I got my love of music from her, and she taught me so much in my life, I love her very much.

Peace in Heaven

The mourning is painful, but the light I can see
Of my God I'm so fearful and his love comforts me
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Hi all, I just joined this community. I am 43 years old, I write Christian Poetry and try to maintain a website of my poems, which at the current time is in desperate need of an update. I started writing poetry in 2001, then after a year or so I took a break for a couple of years and I started back last year. I did not realize how much I had ( Read more... )