I'm stuck hanging Upside down My hands are dangling My smile's a frown I relied on the temporary The unnecessary, the fake I saw where that got me It was my biggest mistake.
A small drop of cleansing water A bit of rather messy paint But from which I am now His daughter Don't get me wrong, I'm still no saint But I know that I'm forgiven In a bright array of colors For I am confident He is risen And bore my sin and suffered. So I'll … Continue reading Watercolored
They leave when I say the name Of my Lord, Christ Jesus. They don't understand how fame Is not what will eventually please us. They are confident that their approval Is what will give one joy But they don't know that soon will All those superficial likes be void. They get offended somehow By mention … Continue reading What’s in a Name?
Jesus died on a cross for me That my sins would be atoned. So I will give it everything I've got My devotion is his alone. Christ bore my sin and grief He took me as his child So I will do my best for him My passion isn't simply mild. It's burning deep inside … Continue reading Passion
Riches, gold Jewels and crowns This World is twisted Upside down. But for me Christ is enough He has turned Me right side up.
The World takes all of its pleasure In material and foolish things But all of my true treasure Comes from the Most High King. The World cleanses in water Through Christ I'm cleansed by His blood They say they have the best fathers But my Father is the Son. The World eats, striving to be … Continue reading The World and I
They see me as a dreamer A hoper, a fighter I am confident and strong I'm a work-all-nighter. But what they can't see What's inside These gloomy grey seas Creep into my mind. These waves of pain Drag me up the beach The riptide of doubt make Air out of reach. These oceans of worry … Continue reading Seas of Grey
It was my sixth grade year. I was sitting with a few of my friends at our end-of-the-year party, observing our new yearbooks. The book was packed with smiling faces of kids Pre K-8th, all of which represented a real person who went to our school. After we had looked at our own class, we … Continue reading What is Beauty?
"Remember why you are here. Remember what you are fighting for." General Kuribayashi's warm breath cut through the icy air and hung there as if on the tip of a thin branch. "Where do you want to go?" We stiffened, frozen by the calculated demeanor of the man pacing in front of the long line … Continue reading Soldier
There's a big temple on Spiritual Street The grandest of them all. Crosses and statues will you meet Stately pillars standing tall. But within the grand old place Behind the doors of fancy There is a whole lot of space But there's no singing or dancing. Inside is a wiry old man To whom Time … Continue reading The Temple on Spiritual Street