Feelings that come and go

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Look I fled from your grace, because I wanted perfection.
The perfection to come in the latter days,
or rather when You become Dayspring.

But, in hours I turned again.
And I don't know why.
It's better here.
I think.
I believe.

Everything is wearying but sitting with You.
Everything takes,
but You give.

I don't want to live in the "one day."

Guess that's where I am. It pulls me. It tears me. My unfaithful heart.
My selfishness. My demands.
Perfect one! My soul groans for Your Perfection!

What will I share with them?
Better days to come?
My brother said that wasn't worth living for, not better tomorrows.
I told him enjoy Your love and guidance today.
And every day I struggle to find it, to be there....sometimes
it seems too long,
our translation into light.

However, not only creation groans. We, who have the Spirit as the first of God's gifts, also groan inwardly. We groan as we eagerly wait for our adoption, the freeing of our bodies [from sin]. (Romans 8:23; GOD'S WORD Translation)

Definitely

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

Do I see what I prayed for?
Yes
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.

Might come or lovely bones

Brother dear will I see you there in paradise when I come?
Two years rushing to nowhere.
Your life made me sad
Your death made me mad
that I hadn't yet lived

I asked God what to give
I asked God how to get
everything that I'm dreaming and still
two years later
run from run and nothing.

Thinking what it's made me.
Humming how it's made you a passing thought.
Things that I can never forget, boundaries set by
a flaming sword sits between me and you.

Brother

All this long way, I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
Both of us promised not to live long;
Touching things coming, being things gone.

thoughts on the passing of my dear brother

So Crazy to Believe

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I will speak of this departure from faith in me to faith in Him.
I will speak of this path of trusting love of the Unseen.
Let me speak a while...

At first fear will seize you.
And then reason and reasoning.
And then, if you'll read of those that went before-confusion.
Are you listening?

Then you will have to do the most annoying thing.
You'll have to wait until He speaks.
And though it take years, it won't be long.
And you will understand eternal reasons for ending wrongs.

Maybe you'll be kind to your neighbor - the stranger, the friend.
Maybe you'll love in a ways you'd never imagine.
But I promise you this, the more you hear from Him,
the more you see Him, the more you understand,
Faith is always in here, the more you can...