29 October 2012

Somebody's Baby - Jon Foreman

She yells, "if you were homeless
Sure as hell you'd be drunk
Or high or trying to get there
Or begging for junk
When people don't want you
They just throw you money for beer."

Her name was November
She went by Autumn or Fall
It was seven long years
Since the Autumn when all
Of her nightmares grew fingers
And all of her dreams grew a tear

She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
And she's somebody's baby still


She screams, "Well if you've never
Gone at it alone, well then go ahead
You better throw the first stone
You got one lonely stoner
Waiting to bring to her knees"

She dreams about heaven
Remembering hell
As a nightmare she visits
And knows all too well
Every now and again
When she's sober she brushes her teeth

She's somebody's baby...

Today was her birthday
Strangely enough
When the cops found her body
At the foot of the bluff
The annonymous caller this morning
Tipped off the police

They got her I.D
From her dental remains
The same fillings intact
The same nicotine stains
The birth and the death were both over
With no one to grieve

She's somebody's baby

Oh, Lord.
Give us your eyes.
Grant that we never throw the stones.
Show us how we can be You to the broken.

Please don't ever let us
not see
this pain.
I don't want to become
callused.

Come soon, Lord.
We are so broken.

Love:)

R

27 October 2012

calling

cease to do evil,
learn to do good;
seek justice,
correct oppression;
bring justice to the fatherless,
plead the widow's cause.

Isaiah 1:17

Be Somebody- Thousand Foot Krutch

I’m just the boy inside the man, not exactly who you think I am
Trying to trace my steps back here again, so many times
I’m just a speck inside your hand, you came and made me who I am
I remember where it all began, so clearly

I feel a million miles away, still you connect me in your way
And you created me, something I would’ve never seen
When I can only see the floor, you made my window a door
So when they say they don’t believe, I hope that they see you in me
After all the lights go down, I’m just the words you are the sound
A strange type of chemistry, how you’ve become a part of me
And when I sit alone at night, your thoughts burn through me like a fire
You’re the only one who knows, who I really am

We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are
We all wanna be somebody, we’re willing to go but not that far

And we’re all see through, just like glass
And we can shatter just as fast
That light’s been burned out for a while, I still see it every time I pass
It was lost in the coldness of my mind, behind a box of reasons why
I never doubted it was there, just took a little time to find
And even when...

I feel a million miles away, still you connect me in your way
And you created me, something I would’ve never seen
When I can only see the floor, you made my window a door
So when they say they don’t believe I hope that they see you in me
After all the lights go down, I’m just the words you are the sound
A strange type of chemistry, how you’ve become a part of me
And when I sit alone at night, your thoughts burn through me like a fire
You’re the only one who knows, who I really am

We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are
We all wanna be somebody, we’re willing to go but not that far
We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are
We all wanna be somebody, we’re willing to go but not that far

I’m just the boy inside the man, not exactly who you think I am
Trying to trace my steps back here again, so many times
When I can only see the floor, you made my window a door
So when they say they don’t believe, I hope that they see you and me

22 October 2012

peace today

May the peace of the Lord Christ go with you, wherever He may send you.
May He guide you through the wilderness, protect you through the storm.
May He bring you home rejoicing at the wonders He has shown you.
May He bring you home rejoicing once again into our doors.

21 October 2012

let there be - Gungor

A soundtrack for Creation?
I would think.
Enjoy your Sabbath rest.
May you have light where there is darkness.

Love:)

R

18 October 2012

thankful today

Today....
I give thanks for
frozen yogurt
the rain storm
her arms around me, telling me that its okay to not be perfect as I cry
him laughing as I'm totally grossed out
us standing around chatting
that its okay if I'm not totally perfect
that I am loved anyway
her telling me "I'm here for you, even while I'm racing you!"
the rain sound outside
days getting colder
joy.
peace.

Yes, today,
I am so grateful for these things.
I'm the oldest,
perfectionist,
of course,
and when I don't meet the goals I set,
I'm not happy.
So grateful today for friends and coaches who tell me its okay to have an off day.
To not always be perfect.
To remind me of how far I've come.
So grateful for a God who does the same.
Who tells me I am
Loved.
Honoured.
Precious.
Lovely.
Not because of who I am.
But because of
Grace.

Remember today,
friends!

Love:)

R

08 October 2012

augustine on agape

What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.

-Saint Augustine

04 October 2012

playing jonah

Have you ever talked loud to drown out the voice you didn't want to hear?
Not that you'd ever admit it,
but when you got down to the heart of things,
you didn't want to hear the words
you
knew
to be
Truth.
I just did.

Have you ever been so sure of something,
but then little roadblocks came up,
and you said
"Never mind."
"Maybe it's changed."

Have you ever tried to block
out the Message?
What you knew to be true?

Right?
His will?

I'd hear,
plug my ears.
and go
"lalala. I caann't heeeaaar youuu!"

There's now this little wall around my heart.

Oh, Lord.
Forgive me.

Break that wall.

I hear you.
What you want?
Make it happen if it needs too.

Father,
I'm so sorry.

This was terrible.

I don't want to play Jonah.
I love how clear and loud you've been.

Now I see:
It's all an exercise in
shutting up.
Listening.
Silence.
And even as I write this?
The song that comes up on Pandora?

A thousand times I've failed
Still your mercy remains
Should I stumble again
Still I'm caught in your grace


Everlasting, your light will shine when all else fades
Never ending, your glory goes beyond all fame
Your will above all else
My purpose remains
The art of losing myself in bringing you praise

Everlasting, your light will shine when all else fades
Never ending, your glory goes beyond all fame

In my heart, in my soul
I give you control
Consume me from the inside out
Let justice and praise
Become my embrace
To love you from the inside out

Everlasting, your light will shine when all else fades
Never ending, your glory goes beyond all fame
And the cry of my heart is to bring you praise
From the inside out
Lord my soul cries out
(From the Inside Out -Hillsong)



The lies say
you failed.
I did.

But my God,
King of Kings,

He forgives.

I'll fail thousands of times.
I'm so sorry.

But I am Yours.
I love You.

Speak with me again,
please?
I'll listen.
I hear You.

Love:)
R


01 October 2012

made for another world


Not My Photo-Wish it was!

If I find in myself desires that nothing in this world can satisfy, than the only logical conclusion is that I was made for another world.

-C.S. Lewis