Tales of Woe, I Finally Now Know.Led astray and too blind to see.More Like This
Oh, Lord, may you give them mercy.
Doing all one could do, that is enough.
Then it is time, to brush my feet of the rough.
Fearful, I tremble in your presence.
No greater than they, know my heart isn't menace.
Praying with humble tears, for now I know.
That only through you, love, may grace even flow.
All will be used to bring you glory.
Yes, even the wicked, who'll tremble in your story.
Finally when you reign & all comes to an end;
Your bride shall exalt you, more than a friend.
UnsureUnsureMore Like This
I travel unsure where to go
I don't know where the paths lead
The road signs are broken and unreadable
The time to choose is coming
I don't know what to do
The only thing I know
Is You, Lord
I know when I turn to You
You take me in Your arms
You take control, when I let go
I wait for You, Lord
For I don't know
You always know
I know You will guide me
You will let me know what to do
But not in my time
With Your light,
I will travel where You want me to go
You will let me know where the path leads
You will fix those signs
You will show me what to choose
I will wait
For that day, Lord
I will run to you
In the meanwhile
As I wait
I will pray
For guidance, love, strength
For with You, I will not be alone
I will be loved and taken care of
I search for You
The only one who
Can fill my soul with
Joy, love and peace
I travel through the darkness
I cry out in search of You
"Lord, I need You."
You come as I fall upon my knees
You take me into Your arms
I feel l
Praise to You!Praise to You!More Like This
Blessed be Your name
The name of the freer
The one who works miracles
And lifts chains
The one who removes burdens
The one who sets my weary soul to rest
Grazie mille, a thousand thanks for what You done
You gave me miracles
You never let me go
You freed me from my chains
Praise be to You
The one and only Lord of my mind, soul and heart
Praise to You Lord Most High!
Praise be on the King of Kings, Wonderful,
You lifted me up and held me close
You saved me
You gave me refuge
You gave me unconditional love
You bring me joy, freedom, and peace beyond all understanding
You did all this because
You love me!
Praise to You Lord
Praise always be Yours, O Lord
You make me want to jump for joy
You make me want to clap my hands happily
You make me want to shout Your name from the rooftops
You are my Rock and Redeemer
You are my Lord and Savior
What it Takes to Be His DaughterIt takes more courage to stand up for what you believe in than to sit in the sidelines & watch people fall short of God's glory.More Like This
It takes true bravery to get out there and be a light than to hide it.
It takes real, honest love to correct & encourage even if you are persecuted and hated for it.
It takes true compassion and understanding to listen, cry & pray even for those that set out to destroy you.
It takes abundant strength to be vulnerable & still bear joy.
It takes a selfless heart to give without expecting anything in return.
It takes plenty of endurance & patience to run even when you're tired & weary.
It takes great faith to trust God even when common sense & logic is harsh and bitter.
It takes great love to correct & lay down you life for others.
It takes a humble heart to admit your faults.
It takes a bright & righteous spirit to strive to do God's will even when it seems too dark to see.
It takes more willpower to listen to a gentle whisper than the shouting of a negative fo
He Is SaviorI've been waiting for Prince Charming to come,More Like This
Little did I know He already came,
Two-thousand years ago,
He came to save my soul,
I was waiting for my Hero to arrive,
I should'a known He's been here all the time,
Waiting for me,
To look into His eyes,
And I know it sounds so cliche,
But I gotta sing it anyway,
Jesus is everything to me,
Jesus is all that I need,
He's a father to the fatherless,
Grandfather and childhood friend,
Husband to the prostitute,
The widowed, rejected, destitute,
He's the Judge and the One who pleads your case,
The One who grants your freedom, and the One who takes your place,
He's your lover, He's your creator,
He's Prince Charming, He's your Savior,
Been trying to fill up the whole in my chest,
Yet whatever I put in this yearning can't be put to rest,
And if I look into the deepest parts of me,
I can see the place where You need to be,
Everything I actually wanted just leads back to You,
And if I'm honest with myself, I know it's the truth,
Everything I ever
CourageBeing courageous is a big risk. Speaking out your opinion is courageous.More Like This
Especially if it goes against what many people say.
It's courage to speak it anyway. No matter what people say, or threaten.
I've decided that I'm going to take the stand.
God will back me up no matter what you will say about me, or what you believe.
Like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abendigo, I will make the right choice and stand for what is right.
My mouth cannot remain silent.
My tounge cannot remain quiet.
So my mouth, my tounge, and my soul will speak the truth of God and life.
And if i'm wrong God will correct me, no shame in making mistakes.
But anyhow I make my stand
Promise to the Beloved BrideMy beloved children,More Like This
Arise and awake from your slumber.
I am coming to draw near to you.
Little ones in heart, take my yoke and rest in me.
Abide in my words, for they'll give you strength.
Refute me not, in love, embrace me as I embrace all of you.
Seek me and turn away from your sins and false doctrines.
Let go of your worries,
For I protect and encourage you.
If I am for you, who can truly be against you?
Quicken yourselves unto me, for I am love and I give wisdom.
I chastise you so I won't have to condemn you.
Abide in me and you'll have life.
Run to me and turn not away.
Why would you harden yourselves against the very foundation of love?
Have I not been good to you?
You'll find peace when you are loyal to me.
Come to me with tears and I will refuse you not.
The PassionHe lived a life of mockery & hatred, then was beaten almost to death, flogged till there were strips of flesh and endless blood, spat on, humiliated, stripped, wore a crown of pain, thrown around, carried our burdens & hung on a cross for all of us, willingly. Even as it happened He knew it had to be done. Even as it happened, every lash, He was forgiving and praying for all of us. He cried to Yahweh that we knew not the depth of our wrongs, praying for His mercy to us. He bore our sins, carried them, our Spotless Lamb. This is a real man. This is our King, our Beloved. This is pure, true love. No one can compare to what He endured. No one can compare to this perfect image of love. Something worthy of praise, something worthy to mourn over in humility. To think He paid it in full so that our best was finally enough. Paid in full that the Helper may help lead us back to the One who died this for us, so we may be His bride, so we may be Yahweh's children. Totally undeserving of this glorMore Like This
Check it outOkay, just need to advertise here. :iconAll-arts-are-cool: really needs more members, so just feel free to stop by.More Like This
Since I'm here anyways, I think I'll tell ya'll something bout me. I am not known for being a girly-girl in any way. But... there is a very high chance that I will be reduced to a squeeling fit like the teenage girl I am when I see my puppy today. xD My parents are at this moment on their way home with her and I simply cannot wait! Sorry if I spam you all with pics for a while. Lol.
Anyways, don't forget to check out the group!
Updates or whateverI don't pretend to have all the answers to why bad things happen to good people, but I do know that God knows all those answers, and sometimes He lets you know in this life...More Like This
Yeah I know, I said I'd post a quote everyday, but I've been far to busy! I'm falling behind in answering messages and deviations and journals and everything! I've got messages from two days ago. That never happens. I always make sure that I answer and look at everything before I log off. Lol so yeah, sorry 'bout that.
Want to hear some good news? (A rare moment when I have some xD). I think I'm finally starting to get better. I feel so much better then I have for months. Still not to good, still on the bad side, but better. That's good enough for me. xD And it's because of you all. Thank you
Walk of lifeLife is much like going for a walk.More Like This
You have times where you are going downhill, which is easy.
And times you have to go up hill, which is sometimes hard.
You see so many different colours and shades in the forest around you.
In life you see the same thing, but as feelings.
Both are webs made up of many things.
You see the animals and insects all trying to survive.
Just like people.
Becauase you can't accomplish anything you aren't living.
And yet you see the rivers and air and sky, all working together though they are not living.
Just like how sometimes people who get killed end up being points of inspiration to reach a goal.
Because everything, living or dead, serves a purpose.
And sometimes you see forest fires destroying so much.
Just like bad things happen in life.
But like the fire, everything bad gives something good a fresh place to grow.
And, just like everything you encounter on your walk,
Everything in your life has a purpose.
And was made by God.
Mourning love Navy jeans, running shoes and my black sweater, hood pulled over my head, hands stuffed in my pockets. I sit against the tree until I see the black car roll in, gravel crunching beneath it's four wheels. They pull the casket out of the back and set it next to the deep dark hole in the ground. All black clothes, dark expressions, white hankercheifs. Sun shining high, moral hanging low. Three people and the pastor. Mother, crying, father's arm around her, little sister leaning against her mother. All facing the box beside the hole. I sit there for a few minutes, letting the pastor's voice drift towards me, with sniffles and muffled assureances of the family, supporting eachother. I drag myself to my feet and slowly walk over towards the casket, staying a few feet back, not a part of the moment. I let the voice of the pastor pass over me, becoming a drone in my ears, my vision blurring with tears again.More Like This
Love Story The wind whips around my body, tearing at my clothes, trying to hurdle me over and hold me back at the same time, wiping my tears from my face, carrying them away. I'm soaked, my clothes and my hair drenched in rain, making me feel heavier then I already do, tempting me to let gravity take me down to the hard ground below. It's like the classic story, standing at the edge of the roof, staring at the cement and the people going about their buisness so far beneath, not caring to look up and see me standing on the edge. Just like every story, the clouds are dark and low, the rain is falling from the sky, the wind blows up here so high, and I feel like no one cares.More Like This
All I ever feel is pain, I spend every day alone, just going through the motions, I don't even know what I'm living for anymore. So I stand here. Everything in me wanting to end it, the pain and loneliness. Well, almost everything, a small part of me is
Cave InThis pain is a cave in,More Like This
You try to run,
Escape before it catches up to you.
You dodge the falling stone,
The insults and blows,
But sooner or later,
You can not dodge them all.
It suffocates you,
Turns you numb.
You stop running,
You stop caring that you're no longer running,
No longer fighting to survive.
You are helpless to stop the debris from landing on you,
Wounding and scarring you.
You think to yourself,
What is the point of running,
Only to be hit by something else when you think you've escaped.
To run into another corner,
Another mirage smiling as an exit.
So you lay there,
The pain tears you apart,
And you think to yourself,
When you're running dead.
If you have enough strength,
You will scream for help and hope people hear,
But you do not expect them to come and pull you out.
Even if that's all you want, all you need,
Is for someone to pull you out of the cave and heal your wounds,
You do not expect them to help.
You are waiting to be found,
But you are living dead.
Suicide noteIf I wrote a suicide note,More Like This
Would anyone take notice?
Would anyone see the goodbye written on the lines,
In the eyes of my troubled soul?
Would any fit together the pieces,
Of my slowly dying heart?
Would any of you care,
If I wrote a suicide note?
The SecretI want the secret of loss,More Like This
How to avoid it,
Too only ever keep.
Well the secret,
Is that I can't,
No, I cannot keep.
I always loose.
When I make a friend,
I loose them before I get to know them,
And what I've come to realize,
Is that you never really know someone,
Until it's too late.
You don't see the pain,
Or the true inside of a person,
Until they've thrown themselves of a roof.
You don't see how the sorrow flows,
Until they've bled themselves out.
You don't realize how alone they feel,
Until they leave you alone.
You don't see them,
Until they're no longer there to see.
Dear Diary Chapter 5Hi DD,More Like This
I am feeling very gloomy right now. I left my home and went to my Uncle’s house. When he answered the door I blurted out that I was going to come with him. He was very angry. He pulled me inside and sat me down on his couch. He then told me “Stay right there, Young Lady!” And he went and phoned mum and daddy! I was very not happy about this news. Then Uncle Ben said;
“I know you want to help Terry, but I can’t let you come,” He said that kinda soft-ish.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because, It’s not safe. And I would be very upset if you got hurt or killed. So would your mum and dad.” I looked down because that made my heart feel kind of week-ish. But then my heart got strong again and I said;
“Ya, but I’ll be careful-“
“Theresa!” Uncle Ben shouted and I decided to shut my mouth. People only call me Theresa when their mad at me, I think.
The next moment I saw a light and I knew it was the lights
Mary Sue - A Poem of Unparalleled LuckMary is my name, that’s right.More Like This
You want to steal my crown?
With a short, pathetic yell
I made the walls come down.
You kidnapped all my family!
I’ll come find you, you’ll see.
Though you have guns and swords and knives,
I’ll kill you with my teeth!
I rescued them, unmarred and fine
In fact, that’s quite like me.
Though I’ve never had the runner’s plight
Your bullets missed, you see?
You cannot find and catch me
In this game of hide and seek.
For I’m the greatest hider:
Can’t see me behind this tree.
Huzzah! I stopped the bad guy
And his spoils now are mine.
But what worth to me is silver and gold
When with my family I can dine?
We live at home together now,
Me and my lover, too.
The wedding date is nearly set.
My only trouble is a shoe.
I stopped the villain, got the guy
How? I don’t have a clue.
Could it be these things occur
‘Cause I am Mary Sue?
These things, they just work out for me.
Never do I have to try.
More Than Beautiful I know you think you're worthless.More Like This
I know you think you can't
I know you think that you can't do it.
But, darling, give it one more chance.
I know you try to give it your all.
I know it hard to fight.
I know you think that you'll fall.
I know you need the love and support,
To give it all your might.
I can't promise that you won't fail.
I can't promise you won't cut.
But I can promise I will be there.
To hold your hand through it all.
I know you think this is silly.
I know it's hard to read.
But when you feel the world is crashing down,
Just remember one thing:
You are beautiful to me.
This is a journalHey all, just letting you know that I came across some really awesome quotes by Bethany Hamilton (she's awesome) that encourage me and I think they could do the same for you. For those of you who don't know her, she is a Christian surfer who lost her left arm in a shark attack, but after just one month she was up and surfing again. I'm going to post one a day until I run out of them, and I pray that God will direct me and tell me which ones need to go up each day to encourage you all the most. I don't want to just put meaningless quotes up, I want to give you the encouragement you need each day.More Like This
Todays; "Courage doesn't mean you don't get afraid. Courage means you don't let fear stop you. "
Oh yeah, I'm going to do my best and get another chapter of ShadowGirl up and finish the project, since it received the most
3sTHREE NAMES YOU GO BY:More Like This
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU'VE HAD:
THREE THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 33 MINUTES:
1. Make ramen
2. Drink some pop
THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My eyes
2. Willingness to try (some) new things.
3. My intelligence.
THREE THINGS YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. I'm kind of easily paranoid.
2. My trust issues
3. That I've let my fears and personal things get in the way of doing things I want to do.
THREE PARTS OF YOUR ORIGINS:
1. Born American
2. Indian (Native American)
THREE THINGS YOU'RE AFRAID OF:
1. Failing/not living up to expectations/letting people down (I'm getting better with the expectations thing)
2. Losing him (which he says is ridiculous)
3. Giving up on my dreams.
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
IM RUINED!!!:o/My neighborhood has run out of photo options!!!>=[/edit please remind me that when I say something like that again to tell me that I'm a stinking liar. You can never run out of photo ops.More Like This
Well now that's out of my system I have good news .
I got a new idea for a story... Although I haven't really fine tuned it i think this one is gonna be sweeet!!!
It's a story about superheroes (i know, cliche.) but these superheroes are normal kids except they don't fit in with the "normal" of the twenty first century. One is a kick butt girl who is called some ugly names and gets humiliated ALL the time by the popular girls, al because she would rather be out hunting deer than hunting boys, that's all I'm gonna tell you right now, so I hope your excited.
The joy in poverty... The joy in poverty...More Like This
When I walk down the street I see an old lady,
wrinkled so badly you could barely see her. She sadly
looked at me holding out out a cup towards me. I
pitied her, enough to drop a hundred dollar bill in her
cup. She smiled at me and said thank you over and
over again. I headed home as the mail truck dropped
of my bills, unfortunately I didn't have enough money
to pay them and I ended up getting kicked out of my
house. But I didn't care, because I had a smile on my
face, and joy in my heart...
Stare DustDarkness veils these eyesMore Like This
Grasping fear with claws
Gnarled hands, flesh, hope.
Darkness veils these eyes
Watching entertainment companies rise
Ask impertinent questions
To avoid the important ones.
Dance until we die.
Sadness veils these sighs
Blanketed with realization
Anger is a disguise.
What is death?
What does it mean to "Get a life"?
Why am I surprised?
A crowd begs for singularity
A person begs for company.
The grave is not an ending
It feels like one, though.
Forgotten Life Part 1 The meadow I'm in is perfect, the grass green and vivid, the sky blue and bright. Grassy meadow in a valley, surrounded by forest at the base of the mountains all around. A sparkling blue stream runs through, down one mountain, through the valley, then through the pathway the erosion has etched in the base of another. It goes about half way through the meadow, then makes a right turn, dividing about one third of the meadow from the rest. The forest around is filled with spruce, pine, birch, and many other trees, their leaves a rainbow of colour blowing in the fall breeze. The grass is tall enough to sway, but not to tall to be annoying. The mountains soar above me, their majestic peaks tipped with white snow that shines in the light. There is a small outcropping of rocks at one point next to the stream, some just the right hight for me to sit on with my feet dangling into the water.More Like This
I am doing so now, sta
Need limitsIs there such a thing as being too selfless,More Like This
Is that me,
Do I need boundries,
To how much I will do to help others?
I keep thinking I have friends,
But then I think,
As soon as I outlive my usefulness to them,
And yet I still care,
And sacrafice my time,
To help others,
Instead of myself.
Growing quietThat moment,More Like This
When you're about to tell someone,
Something that is eating you alive,
And you remember,
Because you promised them,
That you'd help them.
So you stay quiet,
Let it build inside you,
Until you're sure you're going to burst.
You stay scilent.
And continue to help them,
While your own pain grows.
Rising sunPlease tell me,More Like This
Please let it be true,
The end let this be,
If it's not I won't know what to do.
It's been so long,
I just want the pain gone,
Feeling this way am I wrong,
Is this night fading to a new dawn?
No way to be sure,
Could this be the end,
Is it just another lure,
Or is there more suffering around the next bend?
There's hope in me rising,
A cautious one on the run,
Maybe again it's time for me to sing,
Do I really see the sun?
Not the sun,
But another moon,
Of a night to come,
And a dawn gone.
My end may be near,
I can't do this,
So much gone amiss.
Not for so long,
I'm not strong,
I don't want to loose,
But my life is a ruse.
All I can do,
Is help others to be true,
I want to fly,
For once not cry.
Just want to be free,
My pain can you see,
How can I fight,
When darkness drowns out light.
And the sun gives way to the moon.
What's to comeWhy should I fight,More Like This
If I'm never going to win,
Where is the light,
Is it somewhere locked within?
I don't know where to go,
Or what to do,
At a painful low,
I want to give up to be true.
You say I can't,
But why not,
By staying be free I shant,
Long enough haven't I fought?
So much confusion,
Don't know what to feel,
What is true what is illusion,
Don't know what is real.
Am I cared for,
Do I have friends,
Or do I just bore,
With problems never ends.
I just don't know,
Let me fall where I may,
Should I go,
Or shall I stay?
So many questions I ask,
But no answers I hear,
In scilence I bask,
Is death or happiness near?
Storm insideFeel the rain?More Like This
Those are my tears falling.
See the lightning split open the sky?
That is the pain flashing through me.
Hear the thunder?
That's my heart tearing.
ShadowGirl Part 1 I walk into the classroom for the first time, hesitating on the thresh hold of the class uncertainly. I'm a run away, I live here alone, no parents, no rules. But I chose to sign myself up for school. Because I'm sixteen, and the people of this town - a small town - are so lax, they believe me to be old enough and mature enough to live on my own. So it's legal for me to live here alone, but that also means I've got to get a job. They keep records on me like I'm anyone else, which, if I thought my parents were going to look for me, would be very annoying. But I don't mind, I know they'll never look for me. I did manage to get a job - after a month of trying to get everything legalized and proper - at the local convenience store. It's hours are alright, and the pay is enough for me to pay my rent and buy the things I need. So yeah, I'm rather well off, comfortably so. Only problem - my parents were drunks thaMore Like This
ShadowGirl Part 2 The bell rings and we file out, grabbing snacks and going back to english. We have two hours of this block today, the way the block rotation works. Next is lunch, then guitar and math. Then I go straight to my job 'till 10pm. The next block of english goes rather well, no one is outright mean to me, and we learn things I already know, so time goes fast enough I suppose. I walk over to my locker and grab my sandwich, planning on eating outside alone somewhere, when the girl from science walks up to me, seperating from her group of friends. I hadn't expected her to actually help me find the library.More Like This
"Hey, ready to go get some books?" I nod. "Alrighty then, lets go." She sets off down the hall and I quickly stuff my sandwich back in my backpack, shut my locker and follow her. "This place isn't so big once you know your way around, small town means small school." I follow slightly behi
Inspiration?Hello YouMore Like This
I figured that since our group is getting bigger and bigger, I should reward us all with a little poetry... But not just any old poetry, this piece is really something special (in fact, I made it my cell phone wall paper) and it has answered many questions for me, as well as for other people that ask why I am a Christian.
"When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven."
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.
When I say. "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.
When I say... "I am a C
Jack Frost LullabyWhen you're alone and scared,More Like This
look out the window,
see the frost, the snow,
the falling snowflakes
I will always be there.
The man in the moon
is always watching,
Let his light shine down
on you to guide your way.
I love you always,
my darling little
I may not always be around,
but as long as I live,
I will love you.
Each and every snowflake
is made just for you,
my little snow angel.
See my wondorous works
and think of me,
your one and only
So lay your head down,
my sweet little angel
and close your eyes.
Dream peaceful, beautiful dreams
of falling snow and
swirling cold winds
blowing through your hair.
You will always be
my precious little angel.
A messageI pick up the knife and place it against my skin.More Like This
I realize what I'm doing and put it down.
But I hurt so much.
I want the pain gone.
So I pick up the knife again.
Only to put it down again.
I do this several times.
Finally I put the knife back in the drawer and close it.
I breathe a sigh of releif.
I won this time.
But how long will it be till I lose?
Even as I was putting the knife down,
I wanted to place it against my skin and follow through with it.
I wanted to so badly.
But I know better than that.
And I'm not going to escape pain using pain.
No matter how much I want to.
Harming myself is not the answer.
It's not the answer for anyone.
This is a message for everyone who may be tempted to.
You are loved.
You are wanted.
You are perfect the way you are.
Using pain to kill pain is not the way to solve things.
Write a story, talk to a friend.
Talk to anyone.
Just don't harm your self.
And never kill yourself.
It may seem like the easy way out,
But you will have wasted your lif
Fear NOT! Fear not, for I am with you;More Like This
Be not dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you,
Yes, I will help you,
I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.
New King James Version (NKJV)