Through my Tears

Through my tears

I see other people’s pain and fears

Through my tears

My heart hears,

The silent words of my peers.

Through my tears

I watch and wait as dark night begins to disappear

And the early dawn draws near.

Through my tears

Anger’s head no longer rears

But compassion and humility are here.

Through my tears

The angry storm clears

Someday, through my tears

A brilliant rainbow will appear.

What to Do?

 Written: January 9, 2011


When I lay down upon the grass

To stare up at the stars and dream

I had no idea that you were next to me

Until you came and stole a piece of my heart

And got up and walked away.

So now I’m wounded

Lying here

And I don’t know what to do

Should I get up and walk away?

Or sit and wait to see if you’ll come back to me?

Dare I hope that another will come;

To wipe away these tears,

Treat me like a jewel,

Think of me as his angel,

And protect my heart from pain?

But what if you come back

And these shadows from my past

Arise and threaten my peace?

What will I do then?

The Dance

Written: January 9, 2011

I’m not really sure what made me write this, what feelings evoked these words but, it’s a story. The story of probably most girls in the world, a little girl watches a ball and thinks of her ‘Prince Charming’; ten years later she’s still waiting, the party is gone but there still remains a restlessness in her heart; another year and she can dance but she’s still waiting for her prince.  Then a year or two passes and again she finds herself dancing, and tonight Prince Charming appears. After one year it’s her wedding day and she leaves childhood behind as she walks down the aisle and pledges her love to her prince.

In a room of brilliant colors

she lingers by the door

watching the ladies dance

and wonders, when will she?

Ten years later, the room is quiet

the colors have disappeared

yet she stays in a corner

waiting for her prince.

Another year and music is playing

this time, she dances too,

as she twirls and spins

she wonders if he’ll come tonight.

A year or two has passed

and she twirls again in glee

then a gloved hand is extended to her

she accepts with dignity.

After a year has flown by

she smiles, dressed in white,

gives her hand to her father,

and walks down the aisle.

She is an angel of beauty

and pledges forever to love

this man with whom she stands

her prince, her one true love.

Think about it

This isn't really a poem, and I don't really remember what made me write it, except that I was upset about a bunch of stuff so I just started writing-and this is what I ended up with

I am beautiful, created by God and designed to live to bring honor and glory to Him. 

Smile, you look so much better when you do, it conveys God’s love better that the tears you shed in self-pity.

Don’t be afraid to laugh, let people see who you really are, don’t separate yourself.

Love, just as God has loved you. He died to give you everlasting life. No, more than that, He bore our sins to provide for us a life with Him after death.

Go back to the cross; let the burdens of this life, all of this pressure roll away and know that you don’t have to carry this pain around.

Even when I don’t make that grade, or get that part, or aren’t the best; know that I tried my best and God is in control FOREVER

When people say things that can hurt don’t take it so personally, usually they mean nothing by it and if they meant something mean than they probably aren’t the best people to listen to anyhow.

Don’t continue to build up walls around your heart; keeping people out just hurts. You need friends and you need to be yourself. You build up walls because of fear but through Christ you can overcome that fear.

Be different; God created you as an individual and that is how you are supposed to live. We all interpret things and react differently. Let God be you role model in life and you can’t go wrong.

The truth is: pain is part of life; it teaches us who our true friends are, makes us stronger and brings us closer to God.

Eternal, true peace is found only in Christ. I know that I’m a Christian but so many times the reason I’ve lost my peace is because I’ve drifted away from Him and how to get it back?

                        Immerse myself in God’s love and in His Word.

Freefall

Your heart in your throat

The way you feel

As you start to fall

The wind in your face

Free at last

Nothing to hold you back

As you jump and your feet leave the ground.                       

Though the fall is long

The thrill doesn’t last

Sooner or later

You’ll crash.