Sunday, January 22, 2006
is this the way it has to be?is it always this continual drowning
will it always snow and rain and bleed?
will the weather not spare us one ray
will the waters not calm
will we always be warring
will emotions always be overwhelming?
should we be used to this sinking
should we learn not to even think?
always on knees praying, praying, praying
Father, Father
don't you see the multitude
like grains of sand uncountable
crying out for you
and they're saying
one touch from you and
i surrender, i surrender, i surrender
taste your presence once
and i will love you
forever
surely you will find us from the darkest corner
surely even from the deepest of depths
surely you will reach out
surely you hear those cries
those cries of hunger
surely you will never disappoint
debbie at 4:11 AM
Thursday, January 12, 2006
"In his hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind." (Job 12:10)
Creation testifies of the Creator.
they testify the work, protection and presence of His Hands.
Creation testifies of the Creator.
they testify the work, protection and presence of His Hands.
debbie at 7:56 AM
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Tell me how
Wayward you can disappear
Journeying through your wonderland
I'll pick up my skirt and give chase
We can drown in the music
Step on the clouds
Sail through the galaxies
Hollering on the backs of unicorns
Because I see how lonesome your silhouette is
I thought I could take one step in there
Stop your tears or swim in them
Whatever makes you happy?
See this is how foolish I can be
But no matter, take my hand
We can jump yards over this lunacy
It doesn't matter how we fall
Maybe we'll mistake it for flight
They say life is always about the voyage
I tell you they are wrong
It's a crossing to take someone's hand
We can go into the light of day
Into a note in a song
Into a breath in the wind,
Seraphim.
debbie at 6:37 AM
Saturday, January 07, 2006
It's beautiful how we can persist after dreams.
They are nothing more then intangible mists. Nothing more then the air spun into illusions.
But we cling onto them, and some of us take it a step further. We risk life for it; we risk time, sleep, and energy for it. We risk relationships, sanity, money, and everything that sustains us for something that we might not even be sure exists.
But it's so beautiful... its so beautiful how we're so stupid.
Sometimes we fight so hard for these dreams we become bitter. The harder we chase; the distance never seems to change. It's like we're running after something we can see at a distance but while it always seems so probable, every step is equally futile.
I would like to add that suddenly, before you know it, you've reached your dream after hard hunting. But the truth is it doesn't always work like that. This world does not always reward the hard workers, or the righteous, or the innocent, the loving and the sacrificial.
Some people spend their whole lives chasing after a dream... to the graves.
The beauty is that we are willing to give up everything for a fleeting glimpse of happiness.
At some point in your life you have to accept everything about this world and yourself and the people in it before you lose your mind.
At some point the only thing constant and unchanging is your daily chase.
At some point you lose sight of what your dream really is.
At some point you start to wonder where God is in all of these.
But you have to believe.
Because the alternative is just too bleak...
MARK 9:
23
Jesus said to him, " 'If you can!' Everything is possible to one who has faith."
24
Then the boy's father cried out, "I do believe, help my unbelief!"
Help My Unbelief
They are nothing more then intangible mists. Nothing more then the air spun into illusions.
But we cling onto them, and some of us take it a step further. We risk life for it; we risk time, sleep, and energy for it. We risk relationships, sanity, money, and everything that sustains us for something that we might not even be sure exists.
But it's so beautiful... its so beautiful how we're so stupid.
Sometimes we fight so hard for these dreams we become bitter. The harder we chase; the distance never seems to change. It's like we're running after something we can see at a distance but while it always seems so probable, every step is equally futile.
I would like to add that suddenly, before you know it, you've reached your dream after hard hunting. But the truth is it doesn't always work like that. This world does not always reward the hard workers, or the righteous, or the innocent, the loving and the sacrificial.
Some people spend their whole lives chasing after a dream... to the graves.
The beauty is that we are willing to give up everything for a fleeting glimpse of happiness.
At some point in your life you have to accept everything about this world and yourself and the people in it before you lose your mind.
At some point the only thing constant and unchanging is your daily chase.
At some point you lose sight of what your dream really is.
At some point you start to wonder where God is in all of these.
But you have to believe.
Because the alternative is just too bleak...
MARK 9:
23
Jesus said to him, " 'If you can!' Everything is possible to one who has faith."
24
Then the boy's father cried out, "I do believe, help my unbelief!"
Help My Unbelief
debbie at 10:59 AM
Friday, January 06, 2006
I AM SICK OF YOU.i am sick of people treating me like trash. i am sick of people networking. i am sick of people who think i will always be there for them and are never there for me. i am sick of people who treat me like i am a substitute. i am sick of people who manipulate me and i know it when you do. i am sick of people who put me down to lift themselves up. i am sick of people who vent their frustrations on me because i am an easy target. i am sick of people who expect perfection from me when they are less then perfect. i am sick of people who only want to talk about themselves and barely know a thing about me. i am sick of giving way to people who will never think about my position. i am sick of compromising and keeping quiet.
debbie at 4:43 AM