Love You Like a Song

The shadows in my memory are clearing
I know I loved you in times past
when freedom was the only option
why are you so closed with yourself?

Everything was like green fields in Springtime
I would walk and see beauty everywhere
I would sing your name
and the strangest things would remind me of you

Now the memories are like distant cries
or forgotten lyrics
they create an uncomfortable feeling
that makes me want to erase any memory of you at all

The song of our past is still sweet,
I remember it and smile,
but the now is like the discordant trills of a fallen bird
when you know the best option is just to kill it
rather than watch it die slowly.




vanished?

My Thoughts on Loving Recklessly

Forget lighting another candle,
why not burn it up?
Why not pour out that passion inside of you?

They say nothing is lost in lighting another candle,
careful steps along the brink of heaven's way.
Do you want to feel what it's like to be under a flood of love?

Love recklessly,
with your eyes on heaven
and not on others
the love will rush back to you like a tidal wave.

What was it you feared?
Scare them with your perfect love.
They will tremble in light of Him.



If God is love and God is a consuming fire,
then isn't our job to be like Him and burn up our
selfishness, manipulative behavior, and lack with love?

Love reigns in the everlasting.
The powerful force that cannot be tamed.
Let Love ignite your spirit so you can set others aflame.











Hebrews 12:29 For our God is a consuming fire.

Enamored

There's nothing better than being in Love, really.
From this place, in Love, you just, just...give.
And it pleases you to give with your heart.
And you would kiss the other's existence--
just because, just because...sometimes they remind you of Him.

And He's Holy, and He's Righteous, and He's Good.
And His goodness adds to your goodness and their goodness;
and soon your just enamored with Him.

Did you know? Did you consider that all He has said is Truth?
Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down,
and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom.
For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again.
(Luke 6:38)

You cannot love too much and it will always be the accepted currency in heaven.
If you don't love you are nothing; apart from Love is death.
Love unreasonably, fearlessly, and even with indignation against hate.
You find yourself receiving Judas' kiss,
looking at him with loving eyes and smiling, when you are in Love.

Who Is Like Our God

He raised the waters
He made them still
He led us through them
We were not confounded in their midst
We were not overtaken and drowned

Our enemies pursued us
Our enemies pursue us
Our giant faith stands on the water's edge
Their dead bodies float by the water's edge

We sing who is like our God?
Bringing many hosts of warriors to naught?
We sing who is like our God?
Making a way in the midst of waters too high for us.


We sing as the Shepherd leads us to green pastures
After we have fought with enemies stronger than us
After we have journey long and are wearied with war
He makes us to lie down, beside the still waters,
He gives us rest and we eat from His hand.

He sang with the heavenlies

A room of God-chasers calling on His name
Funny some thought that they were there to praise
Heaven
when some realized they were there to meet Him there
Those moments were life, health, and truth.

Your spirit quakes
You call it humbled
He calls it quickened

Opening your mouth and heart
new life floods in
we are here for many moments
that span into years
but were are always here before Him

And when we pause
And when we gather
And when we acknowledge the fact
Heaven kisses earth