Friday, December 10, 2010


Definitely has been the cry of my heart
in this cold
in this darkest night

Do I see what I prayed for?
and in a measure I couldn't weigh
sure going to keep asking

I dumped the heights of my understanding
Education and degrees, like Paul,
I've abandoned

Everything that exalts itself against the knowledge of Christ
Landmark and Kern, Wellman twice.
I gave it up and went steady on
believing in what sight said was completely wrong.

And He gave me WISDOM.
Capital W-I-S and D.
For His kingdom that established above money.

I'm definitely decided on what this life will mean.
I'm not going home empty without trust or keep.
I'm leaning on The Captain of heaven's armies.
I'm spreading The Message come death or God's Peace.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

A Letter to My Lord

(Written Sept. 6th 2010)

I wanted to write a love letter to God after reading about the joys of doing so in The Five Love Languages of God

You cause my pen to move.
My brush paints the colors of You.
The dance I give speaks of the love
You with open arms are spreading...

And I sing. It's 'cause I'm moved by You.
You are my breath, so You know it too
that when I think to compose a song,
it's with You...

in mind

You cause my hands to shape
the wonders I have seen to date
You give me rhyme for Your Name's Sake
I praise You Lover and King
far better than Solomon to me

I want Your Name, to wear it
from within
It to be the greeting on my tongue
My food when I am hungered

If I give words, You give worth.
If I give life, You give birth.

Let me have my answers
to the mysteries that lie in your eyes
in seeing You, yes,
one day when I behold You in Your Majesty
I know my heart will fail
but my soul will sing:

for the the very first time
O'er the Man that leads me

Hallowed Tribe - A Song

Dedicated to the Karen of Burma

A response to the students of KBTS
Hallowed Tribe

Light came soon
penetrated the darkness of our land
We were the forgotten ones
Afraid of life (voice 2), did time stand still...
like Judson, our judge, we saw our Messiah

Purchased too
The flood of living water--covers our land
We're not the forgotten ones
Added to the family (voice 2), we begin again
No hurt, no pain, can separate from our Savior.

Chorus: Praise God our strength, our defender,
our King. In His ways, we have the strength
to sing. And sing. We sing

Glory to King
Glory to King

What can stop us now? Not death, not danger, not fear,
not trouble, not might, not famine,
--He delivers.
--Our Lord--He is more--our reward.

Thank God for the blood
running through our land
to wipe away death in the end

Thank God for the enemy's knives at our throats
We bleed Hope, so others hear and know
He lives
Oh with every sigh, we see the Kingdom.

What can stop us now? Not death, not danger, not fear,
not trouble, not might, not famine,
--He delivers.
--Our Lord--He is more--our reward.

For we are standing on the rock
And His strength and light in us shines strong
God gives us the strength to war
And tells the story of His Love through us.

Chorus: Praise God our strength, our defender,
our King. In His ways, we will have the strength
to sing. And sing. We sing...

Glory to King
Glory to King

What can stop us now? Not death, not danger, not fear,
not trouble, not might, not famine,
--He delivers.
--Our Lord--He is more--our reward.

In Sight

They go around holding pep rallies
The rallies are for a fee
But, I don't mind
because their actions fund
a great and glorious machine

spreading the gospel to places unseen
Not you or I can take it there,
'cause they will not hear the words
of our mouths, but to the songs of our hearts

they'll listen

play on
the golden chord
the eeirie chorus
like other worlds were here

Can't see Him
Feel Him
Can't touch Him
Know Him
Every ion leaps

Thursday, July 22, 2010


We suffer because we know there is something better

I remember a mountain climb
in hail, we were thirsty, one of us wounded
In selfishness I had bounded ahead,
I left the wounded behind...

But, you Rachel, stayed with our wounded friend
You, wrapped with two heavy packs on the front and back
But when I and another reached the top and found we couldn't leave
When rain started falling, hail so thick we couldn't see

You climbing up

I feared then. I feared for your life.

After ten miles of hellish heat, we started back down again to find you
the flash flooding could have killed us
the lightning could have killed us
the hail should have killed us
but we pressed though

Now, what can be said.
What an adventure, none dead.
But, I cannot fathom the story with another ending.


Just as He went
up that hill for us
suffering and death could not have been on his mind
the rescue
He suffered because He knew there was something better


Right, the sun refused to shine
Wicked beings killing our Maker?
Do you suppose there was some earth quaker?
Or did she shake with fury at injustice?

I imagine the sun said, "I can't watch this..."
I imagine the earth tried to do what He wouldn't permit.
He held the earth still, called no angels to His will.
He drank suffering and with passion said, forgive them.

Can we pray that prayer?

"We must focus on Jesus, the source and goal of our faith. He saw the joy ahead of him, so he endured death on the cross and ignored the disgrace it brought him. Then he received the highest position in heaven, the one next to the throne of God."
Hebrews 12:2

(Remembering P4CM

If I Had Written Him

Some of your words move me
they shake me alive
while we are remembering pilgrims' breath
while we are being put to the test
we remember

Some of your words shake me
I am in disbelief
that the God of love
has written disaster for His enemies
let that not be my meditation

You in your holy place, looking down,
You here with us
You the greatest sacrifice
How can we be all things?
How can we be three in one?


Maybe I'm absent from a proper existence right now
Maybe I'm in the desert of doubt wandering
wanting things that cannot be found
in this desert

What; You Spring Water
You Bring Water, You Bring Life

but we have to wade there.

I was waiting for You to call me

I was waiting for Your audible voice.
Why are You content to wait for our worship to come.

I guess it's all below You. Mindsets. Emotions. Lies.
I guess it's all a far memory now, Jesus.
When you say Your prayers today for me,
Remember to add verse 10, in chapter 7 in Song of Songs.

Thursday, July 15, 2010


John 15:13 Greater love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends.

Didn't know that when I let you in it would be a constant bleed
Love is felt here, and love can kill
especially when the blade enters and splits open...
7 months set up for a spill

penetrated deep

Don't press it 'gainst a tree
Life was so carefree before I was hunted
For sport, not meat
For game, not heat

Can't get far, bleeding love.
Why do I believe you?

(Meaning: lovers lie and it rips your heart out to know you were used. At this point, I am in a cycle of receiving excuses and forgiving and forgiving, when I wish I had just gotten away.)

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Knew Me

There's nothing new about ignored calls
Crossed phone lines
Busy signals and missing depth

It's times like these when I wish
my emotions, I could lock up in a bottle
and throw away

What brings me here today
Checking your Facebook page
Have you found another?
And another?

If you'd said something, it'd be simple,
but your silence is like new temple
no worshipers, useless and empty

It's like the light I set up
before I go to sleep because I am afraid
that someone has been peeping in my window
I want to see them, so I keep it on
they always crash outside and get away
I know they've seen me
I wonder if they knew me at some point

At least they come around sometimes
I never welcomed them into my bedroom
like I welcomed you
But you stood still
They stand still and look
The reaction is the same, in a furious
rage we plan to gun them down

Wish love wasn't so volatile
wish I could extract it
every time I felt it excreting somewhere in my brain
I would trap it
And wrap it up
And give it away
To some young lover, that knows it's use,
Yes, they would use it well.


My Magnificent God of Heaven
Has not touched the hairs that are
falling from my head with new speed
now that I am again alone

My Magnificent God of Heaven
Sits in a silence I know too well
letting me feel what he felt
this hell of love without Him

My Magnificent God of Heaven
Knows the sighs, the woes, of having--
not having, be your meditation
and He waits

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

I think I can write now

I think I can right now, but what about later...
I feel like I've been Obama slapped with all the closed doors
slammed shut
And it's funny, I thought I knew Your will
without asking

Give me my monthly bread, I don't want to have to wait on You everyday,
and You don't always speak
YahuShua - Jehoshua
What is your name!

Well...there at the Oasis, I hear You again.
Seems like I haven't been doing what I said I'd be doing.
Now, where is my guitar?
Where are my songs?
Where is my future?

Am I in business for myself,
while making notes about the Kingdom?

And these thoughts tormented me,
I was frozen, restless, watching the waking hours pass
and wondering how they went
so quickly.

Now, I know. Perhaps, one or two, the ones that make demons tremble
You told them to stiff arm me and push me back.
I meditate on the eternal, and scrounge for my fits | of | life
I hear this song.
I think I can write now.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

A Revelation of Me

If you saw me here or at the throne
you would see me dancing
the world was formed in song
the fire within, it is birth anew

Our core, fire untouchable
Our maker, too hot to look on
We are are born of fire
One on the other creates great heat
why else do we say the heat of passion?

when are the doors to this wisdom closing friend?
Obvious the waters that cool the fire are only a season
the waters evaporate, the waters contain,
the fire,
but everything flees the fire

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When you return to ground
When you return to the flames
Will you be be fire
Or will you have cooled?

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The One Thing He Said

He is fire.
He's coming for His own.
You have to be fire to stand before Him.

words of a seeker in my church.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Rain Clouds Forming

I. Rain
He said it would rain
It was a beautiful and clear day
It rained

II. My earth is quaking beneath my feat
the battlecry of this generation too great
it shakes
And I'm praying I won't be moved
I will be proved by You

III. You spoke, it's here
mens' heart failing for fear
when the whole world's pushed over
with your fingertip
no your breath
No your thought
of returning

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Einstein moves me

wondering what's like to have the world at your fingers
I bet Einstein remembers
He was wise enough to be foolish
with God rules and reasons to resist schooling

God do you smile when you think of Him?
Though not after your heart,
he loved your design and He kept thinking of it,
thinking in it, and writing of it.

Kind of like the way rust builds even when you scrape it,
kind of like the way rust rots away at fine metal when
we thought it was a polished, unmovable, god.

Friday, February 26, 2010

Woke Up in Love

I woke up in Love this morning
filled me to the brim
I was giving more and more
kind of on a whim

This was a way to begin
This was a mystery I hadn't seen
I went to sleep, a thoughtless
dreamless sleep, and I woke up
happy, trembling with joy

Love embracing me.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Wind in the Trees

And I know we can winter this
spin spin free
while the walls are closing in
you found meaning in the roots of a tree

The wind doesn't move it.

The God of the mighty wind causes both to stand.
Forests of trees stand.
Forests of trees moving, my music.

Join in praise;
And the trees clap their hands.
Let the people clap their hands
with the Wind of God to move them.

The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the voice thereof, but knowest not whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit. John 3:8 ERV

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Believe You're Never Forsaken

Cramped inside, someplace I can't reach
And He's ever reaching
I saw your fall before you went there
You have been going there for the last 3 years

Look friend, the virus that pulls you to the same sex
is the same virus that makes you deny that He made your insides
And I see in you all the beauty of the King
and at this moment it is everything to tell you that freedom isn't free

He's coming down
It's coming down
Earth and religion
and the other one to which they sing

And your calm cool collectiveness will be removed
And even your even-temper, even your smooth
Rocks will cradle rocks and the sea will open for the sea
But none of nature will hold us
It will be removed and flee

And all the children of men will pray and cry for the mountains to hide them
from the coming King.
His Majesty.
His Witness before only light.