Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Nails once tarnished
Shine bright
He ment to set the captives free 
Break the chains and make us see
Rising up against the doubt
At 22 I learned he loves and lives. 

Little one who fell long ago  
In Silence lost, the world's spell
Give her a voice and make your glory glow
Expose the darkness let the truth show

From wanting to be a woman
From wanting to be strong
She lost herself self.  
Put her faith on the shelf. 

Pages of a journal that needed to breathe
Swing the door wide open now
Absence builds the longing.
The father calls a heart forgotten 
A Song of God in victory
 A Desert woman's story

Drawn to the beloved
Sing for all that's wrong
Sing for all that's free
Only in Christ can we really be.

Let me store up my love
Belief in the unseen
From wreckage I glean 
To be everything opposite of you.
Tornados on tongues
Sunday Morning
Loss of control.

To the missing parts
two hearts will cleave 
Love birthed from tears.  
Healing that wipes away fears.
Shake up the need
Faith that explodes from the seed.
 I'm lost at your feet.  
I ran a race i could not beat.
The wonder of a holy plan.

In you alone I grow
Keep the fire stoked
To push the plow.
 Blow wisdom from hands 
Worked to the bone, on empty
Call forth strength
The harvest is plenty.  

The Journey



Told me I was too young to know
Anything about life. 
Made dreams out of fears. 
Can't separate me from the call.
While you were hollow of heart 
I ran within.   

Words were harsh
Stoned to the ground 
Abandoned to need.
But I crawled from the rubble  
Back to where i belong.
Plane ride calling me home


Tell me now what didn't happen then
Revelation parts  all the lies
Long paths walked alone 
Waiting on an end with cheeks that stain
Dark night of the soul cries.  
Come and find me in the rain.

Seasons make it beautiful
I learned to cry  before i could fly
Beat of my soul that made me whole 
You keep me from lonely.  

Sun blazing on the parts I lost  
Hold it in the light now
Love  sings solemnly
Knowing you had an equal cost.
But I pray still that you are my only
I die to myself so i can live again 
Child set free by words that mend.

Monday, April 30, 2012

Losing ourselves to have more of God ... it's an art. To be recklessly abandoned is to receive more. So in love with the Lord. I pull myself away from his presence. I sit speechless. :)

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Holy Fire
Come and burn
Things that were and things that are,
Make the future bright.
Set free by love
Blood as jealous as death
But scarifice and loss
The gifts we do not own
Nor deserve the place he took.
Coming to nations to cleanse
To lead, to inspire
To grow his kingdom
The message sent
With reluctance I told
But now the fire and passion
Bring me to my knees
Words that spill
from a heart appeased
Reward is peace.
- Drea





Friday, April 20, 2012

Eclipsed by Romance

How do religious ideas capture one? Through the way God's presence effects one's interior. Through religion we  sense or taste for the infinite. God is an experience. The  thing you would die for speaks to mood and emotion.  We follow God because our ability to understand his love, not out of  religious duty. Something about our encounter with God is different.  What did your experience feel like to meet him? Like the ocean ... there is something more that transcends . God is this feeling of something that envelops and fills us. 

- Ponderings from my Christian Tradition Class

Monday, April 2, 2012

Last Plane




Miles away.   
Didn’t have to fly that far
Last plane, Last try 
I wonder where you are.

Drenched in all they could steal.
Time and place did not heal.
Thought I needed to fight.
Well won't hurt for the things i can't control anymore

Just tell me that i'm enough  
My heart is frail but my skin is tough
Come unbind me so more

All I need to keep forward,
Is all you've given me ,as I restore.
I couldn't forge the strength to put it back together
But your a mystery that binds me

Now I feel safe
Cause i'm  home for the first time
Didn't seem like it could be real. 
In the seen and Unseen.
The Locket i hold.

Of what depth i conceal
Hide the places that feel. 
So I don't blow in the breeze
But root in the ground.
What the the world never gave
True love's real sound.
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