When they said You raised the bar, I thought it was all candy. Now we are striving to cross the bar Like it's fenced with barb wire
I used to be a rebel Locked behind Satan's bar Till I learned about Your journey to hades And the come back with all the keys Now my chains are broken and forever free
Not a temporary freedom on bail But you paid for my past, present and eternal freedom I'm not trying to live like you Cause that's just unrealistic expectation I just strive to be the me You cut the veil to give unlimited VIP access
Now I live everyday with gratitude Not because everything is going rosy On this side of the Kingdom But because no matter what happens I'm always loved and cherished As a Son and Joint-heir to the Throne And also cause my advocate & counsellor Has been walking in me much closely lately So I'm grateful!
Hello Tomorrow I know you will great Because the Word says so And I look forward to seeing you.
And though Today seems rough And my vision looking foggy And tarrying longer than anticipated Like the Deluxe version of Winnipeg winter That I still get to love and enjoy Yet will I joyfully endure the cross Despising the shame Even the shame of daily trying to explain "God's time is the best" Even to those who taught me that.
I am not doing that by my strength though Because "by strength shall no man prevail" Neither is a mighty man delivered by much strength I am looking up to Jesus, The perfect example of rejoicing in trials Because of His Tomorrow - seating at the right hand of the Father And I trust him as a joint-heir with him.
Therefore, though I want you, Tomorrow To be tomorrow based on our Central Times Even if you tarry, I will graciously wait Because I know that like a vision from God You, Tomorrow is an appointed time And you will surely come and not tarry.
While I'm waiting to see you I am not just seating idle waiting for you Rather, I am preparing for you I am partnering with the Holy Spirit, My Senior Advocate and Helper To solidify the foundations On which you will be built Making sure that it's rock-solid And able to withstand the rains, The floods, the storms and the tempest of life So that when you come, Tomorrow, You will be proud of what Grace Has empowered and strengthened us To build Today.
It's around 8:51PM central times Today And it's getting late here Night is coming when no man can work So let me go tidy up and refresh Before Today runs out See you Tomorrow!
I know this is coming a little late But if you think of the joy of being a father Imagine the feeling of being loved unconditionally By someone who knows your every imperfections Your craziness, your insecurities and inabilities And still choose to love you Someone who has every reason to abandon, To destroy or at least to reject you But instead treasure you above all
Imagine the sense of wholeness and certainty Growing up and living daily In both the seasons of harvest and uncertainties Having the full assurance that your father Is with you and will always be there for you To protect To provide for To teach and guide And to listen to you
Now, having experienced or at least imagined The unfeigned love of God - the Good Shepherd How he is concerned with every details of your life And he is not waiting for you to win a prize To be proud of you How he has forgiven you Even when you were deep in sin and iniquities And sent his only begotten son - Jesus Christ As a sacrifice to cleanse you from all unrighteousness And to draw you back to the place of honour and glory Giving you full authority and inheritance Among the saints
Now go and pour the same kind of love You have experienced, read or imagined from God Upon your little child Be there for him or her always Cherish and train him/her in the way he/she should go Be there to guide, protect, provide for and listen to Your biggest little treasure(s) And remember that Fatherhood is a special kind of gift and privilege from God So let it draw you closer to Jesus Make you cherish the wife of your youth And encourage you to take pride in building your home.
Big Congratulations! And welcome to Fatherhood! Yours Beloved,
If I run Can I run from myself? If I escape Can I escape from the memories? If I am lost Can I get lost in you? If I loose it all Can I be found in you?
The farther I run To escape from past memories The closer I get To the lost me Why am I being hurt By the dead me If I was already dead? Maybe my idea of being reborn Is informed by the dead
In any case, I need a new life A renewed hope I dont mean a new episode Of the past shows I need the whole new Script One with all the acts written on the heart How can I drink the new wine? Should I even drink the wine? Not the wine for stomach sake But the drink that I thirst no more Please give me a drink
When I look at the abuse of skills The misuse of the gift of arts And the image behind the acts My eyes become an overflowing body of water
The many souls that are lost The many hearts that are broken The many families that are separated And the many communities disjointed by the acts and arts
We downgrade the image And abuse the gifts Just to earn the numbers And some pieces of papers or golden images
Trading the beauty of God for shame Yet there are supposedly more well-mannered children than the prodigals But the well-mannered children are silent Burying their talents in the earth
Storing their talents to be used in their graves While the prodigals are investing their talents And yielding increasingly corrupt fruits THIS IS SMOKE.
MRCHRISLOVE™ 