DesertThe lights flicked off.More Like This
We're trying something new today.
Opening a door I wasn't sure if I was ready to enter.
But I went through it anyway.
I bowed my head and emptied my mind.
Not allowing any other thoughts to enter.
The air was suffused with cascading tongues,
Weaving through the air and through my mind.
I let it soak.
Let it take me away.
My body's going numb.
I'm drifting away.
I see a desert.
Something tells me I should say something,
That I should say it out loud.
But I'm scared.
And I don't know why.
My heart is pounding,
I'm so scared.
But I don't know why.
I feel him.
I feel him staring down at me.
My heart pounds even faster.
"Desert," I murmur.
Nobody heard me.
"Desert. Desert. Desert,"
Can anybody hear me?
"Desert. Desert. Desert. Desert. Desert,"
Why won't they listen to me?
"Desert, Desert, Desert, Desert, Desert, Desert, Desert," I say it louder this time.
I'm so scared.
"Desert, Desert, Desert,
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
How to love a girl who can't love herself.one.More Like This
When she cries herself to sleep
six out of seven nights a week you must
say nothing. You must simply take
her in your arms and kiss her gaunt,
pale cheeks and wait for her to
slumber at the sound of your heart.
On the days where she wishes she
were part of the stars, tell her
no. Tell her that there are too many
lights in the sky and that just one
would be forgotten the moment you looked
away from it. Tell her that she is perfect
the way she is: completely human.
Don't let her think about the scars
that no one but her can see. If she
says "I think I'm broken" smile like you
know a secret and say, "No, you're mending."
But do not be the one to fix her - no, she
Pro-ChoicePro- Choice was a joke to me,More Like This
I learned that when I was young.
I myself was pregnant,
when I heard that word, it stung.
I was seventeen, a reckless young girl,
who with the love of my life, thought I could take the world.
But I was wrong, as I soon found out,
I had no idea, what life was really about.
There was suddenly this pain coursing through my stomach,
this thing was inside of me, and at first I didn't want it.
I talked to my 'boy friend', the one who I thought loved me,
but he left when he found out, he found another woman to cling.
I was all by myself with this leech in my system,
but I still didn't want it, can't they see that I’m the victim?
My parents understood, as well as my friends,
So I would get an abortion, no guilt I felt then.
The abortion clinic was small, it felt rather nice,
though the AC blew, it made me as cold as ice.
I scheduled an appointment, for the same time next week
I left the clinic, feeling a heavy weight upon my feet.
I went to the park just to
Don't let the crap of the internet brainwash you.warning: This journal is my opinion and my view on things. I support open-mindedness and the possibility of anything.More Like This
The internet is full of it: People with strong opinions. Usually about 'how to do things' and 'how to absolutely not do things'.
Ask any given person this question: What is good art?
They will all give you a different answer and some of those answers are waaaay to specific for their own good.
Meaning they have a very specific view on what is good and see other work that does not meet up those qualifications as: bad, fake or cheating.
It is natural to have a preference toward certain topics or techniques when making art, but it's wrong to push those ideas upon others as a set of rules. (kinda like forcing someone into a religion)
Art should be a free medium for people to express themselves, even if this means their work goes against your standards or deems unpleasant for your taste.
(Child pornography, animal cruelty etc not included, there are limits to
What is Faith (Hebrews 11)What is Faith?More Like This
It’s been a very long time since I did one of these, but a part of that comes from the fact that I’d been a little out of touch with my faith for a while. After a long time at a youth retreat and acting as a Bible Study Leader for a group of high school students, I feel much more in touch with the word! The theme of the trip was faith. What does faith mean and why is it important. I want to talk about that some because…let’s be honest…we sometimes don’t even know what faith is. Christians will always say “You have to have faith” but then the question is asked “What is faith?” So today, we’re going to talk about faith, and to do this, we’re going to dive into the “Faith Hall of Fame.” If you have a Bible, pull it out and open it to Hebrews 11. If you don’t have a Bible, then just follow along because I’ll put up the verses here.
Before we begin though, let’s talk a
Godly Relationships 9: How Far Is Too Far?How far is too far? It's a question that lots of people ask themselves. And to discover the answer, think about it like this: the Bible teaches that your body isn't just a body, it's a temple-God's temple. And if you're dating a person who won't keep their hands to themselfs, they're trying to trash that temple. Don't let them do it!More Like This
Remember: it's not okay to trash the temple "just a little bit", don't trash it at all. Father's order.
RemembranceToday I rememberMore Like This
A peace maker
Miss you Mason.
Miss you bunches.
You were a great friend to me.
I wear this bracelet on my wrist and think of you.
I remember your fearless corageous attitude.
You were never afraid of cancer
You never complained about it either.
You never blamed God either.
I promise that your story will never go untold. Love you
One True LoveYou found me deep in the darknessMore Like This
Even though I didn't want to be found
You heard me weeping on my knees
Alone in the dark; no one to love
Every sign pointed to different directions
But every sign lead to a dead end
I couldn't see where I was going
But the signs made it seem as if I can take any road
Every one I asked said follow the signs
Their smiles and hunched backs pointed to only darkness
Alleys with cheap tricks and lies
Cities that had so many signs to happiness
Brothels, bars, casinos, to even nightclubs
This place started to scare me
But I became so attracted to this darkness
I wanted to stay longer; maybe something here can make me happy
Nothing made me happy; it made the hole in my chest bigger
It was fun for a second, but now it's torture
It plays over and over; what lie did I fall for?
More suffering and still alone
We all had the same interests but still alone
They seemed to enjoy themselves more
Even though I tried, I could not
This was doing more harm than good; what l
Birth Control? No Thanks!Why do I detest artificial birth control so much? This is a controversial question since in society today, artificial birth control is seen as the ultimate weapon for women's rights, and is what keeps us from the "dark ages" of slaving away at home with 13 kids hanging off our arms. However, I believe birth control really isn't all it's cracked up to be. Do I really need birth control to be an independent, free woman? Is the ability to have sex without kids via hormonal chemicals really paramount to having the right to vote and the right to freedom of speech?More Like This
My answer is no. I abhor the whole industry and culture surrounding artificial birth control, and I have medical, cultural/societal, and religious reasons to think this way.
I don't care how much "safer" birth control pills are getting, or how easy-to-use and safe an IUD can be: they still work against my body's natural rhythms and thus still contain ri
Soon!My Son will return! As promised, he is coming for you and the rest of my family.More Like This
As much as we all along for this joyous reunion, you do not have to stand there watching the sky as Jesus' disciples did on the day he returned to heaven. Instead, I have a new job for you. Keep communicating with me, and keep taking in my love. As you receive this love, lavish it on others, especially the least among you. Keep imitating my Son and being led by my Spirit. These are the actions that will be rewarded in eternity.
Jesus is coming for you, dear one. This is a promise your heart can rest in fully as you watch, listen, and serve.
The rooms are ready, the gate is open. I can't wait to wrap you in my arms.
You are mineLet me remind you of who you are and help you embrace your identity as my child. Everything changed between us when you asked my Son to be your Savior and Lord. I sought you out, wanting to adopt you into my family, and you responded to my invitation. In that moment you became not only my child but a priest-someone with the privilege of calling on me directly at any time. You were appointed to do my work and show the world what it means to be chosen.More Like This
You are royalty, a child of the King. You are holy, for my Son died to take away your sin. And you, precious one, are mine.
Secret DoorI been in this place for a while now. Surrounded by darkness and glum. Outside these walls I heard people. So I open the front door enough to look outside. There I got to see what it meant to be free.More Like This
I went to walk outside but the door wouldnt budge anymore. Now I'm reminded the door will only open enough to let me look out. For chains locks are outside and keeps me from leaving. I have to admit I'm stuck in here because of me. Don't know why, but I can't blame anyone but myself.
I decided I was going to bust through the front door and finally be free. As I ran I put my shoulder down. I Hit the door full force and bounced back ten feet. I went to sneak out a window. But it was boarded up with steel. I went back to the front door. So here I am looking at you through the cracks of the door. So I whispered, "I'm happy that you are free and not stuck in here."
No Matter WhatNo matter what, my child, I will be.More Like This
"Will you be?," I questioned the Lord,
"Will there be nothing that could separate us and break us apart?
I am still haunted by the echoes in my head.
I am still tearing down myself from all these thoughts.
I am being clouded by fearful imaginations,
That the day might come when I will fail you, Lord.
And that I might not stand in front of you,
That you would reject me."
No matter what you fear, I will remain faithful.
No matter what you think, nothing can separate us.
No matter what happens, I will save you.
"Will you?" I questioned the Lord,
"Will you really? Some people say it's difficult.
They say it's hard to get to heaven.
That, If I am not persecuted, I will burn in the pits of hell.
At times, I think of you as a cloud of wrath,
Just waiting above until the time comes,
When you'll strike with your iron fists of thunder
and send everyone helpless, desperate for life.
Your judgment scares me. I might not be saved."
No matter what, believe me, I
The greatest of theseMy love for you does not end or grow weary. I chose to love you, chose to send my Son to die for you; I chose to have you as my precious child-willing love set into action.More Like This
As you show love towards others, think of the love I have for you. Love that is patient with foibles and failures. Love that shows kindness in a hard and sometimes rude world. Love that is not jealous or boastful or proud, but longs only for the very best. Love that refuses to keep track of wrongs and always believes the best. Love that trusts, hopes, and perseveres.
Such love will never fail.
Feast of The Sacred Heart of JesusMore Like This
Devotion to the Sacred Heart, as we know it, began about the year 1672. On repeated occasions, Jesus appeared to Saint Margaret Mary Alacoque, a Visitation nun, in France, and during these apparitions He explained to her the devotion to His Sacred Heart as He wanted people to practice it. he asked to be honored in the symbol of His Heart of flesh; he asked for acts of reparation, for frequent Communion, Communion on the First Friday of the month, and the keeping of the Holy Hour.
When the Catholic Church approved the devotion to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, she did not base her action only on the visions of Saint Margaret Mary. The Church approved the devotion on its own merits. There is only on