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by Phill Conklin on Monday, July 11, 2011 at 2:38pm
Once upon a time, not so long ago
Was a man and a girl and a wall between them so.
The girl in all her beauty drove this story alone
And the wall so thick and strong is where she found her home.
Inside the wall she found it all, all that she could want
Outside the wall he wondered all, all the wall would want in return.
The wall was safe, it hid her here
And she found the peace she thought was looking for.
Outside the wall, inside his heart, a man stood proud to stand apart
With no one beside him but Love, and love from the start.
He feared for her behind her wall
He loved her still despite it all.
With a better version of the best intention
He planned with Love to make ascension
And scale all that the wall had laid before him.
He failed to climb its height too high
His endeavor though large failed to reach they sky
As she worked to build it so, morning, noon, and night
Only one in heaven could dare to see o
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Crushed by the world it found its start.
Shattered and ruined, split right down the middle,
I was left with much more than a little
hurt in the breaking of my heart.
Like broken pottery but not
for the pieces were more than clay to pot,
but instead...
the pieces were the blood it shed.
What is broken that can't be fixed by glue?
This vessel like pottery contained in me and you.
All that remained, the remnants in all,
needed the skill of the Savior I call
Healer, and Doctor, and Artist, and Friend;
stitch what is broken in pieces from sin.
He gathered the shattered remains of my heart
and handled with love, (His loving touch)
the pieces that found Him more than enough.
Bound together by a single string
He found it common to do no ordinary thing,
in a technique He learned by willful loss
a stitch He mastered in death on the cross.
My heart now bound by no regular suture
the cross stitch has woven my broken future.
Once broken now whole again,
I find in imperfect perfection
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Cross His Heart
**Cross His Heart**
There's no truer love...
Cross, His heart. He hoped to die.
Risen, He gives love her life.
Phill :)
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Long Arms
**Long Arms**
Mark infinity
simply by an arm's length with nails.
Time in love prevails,
securing eternity
to the heart of His beloved.
Phill :)
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How Far?
**How Far?**
Far I failed to see,
'til I was at the edge and
looked at the bridge, aCross.
My eyes couldn't see the horizon,
it couldn't measure the size on an earthly scale,
'til Love closed the gap
and drew me close to You.
How far? I never really knew
until I knew closeness, closeness to You.
Phill :)
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Altar Aflame
**Altar Aflame**
Burned at the altar
though innocent of falter,
His purpose  stood much higher.
The Son rose as a bird from the fire,
its wings aflame with loving pyre.
its ashes the remnant of the blaze,
Its purpose perfected by the eyes that gaze
and follow after it in flight towards the heavens.
Phill :)
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Perfect Aim
**Perfect Aim**
My soul found its aim.
My spirit revealed the same
looking through the Cross heirs
finding Love and death,
a war that's been won!
Victory just begun
for those who delight
in the strength of sight that is not their own.
They stand in One but never alone.
Ready to overcome with greater loss,
the heirs become victors,
victors through the Cross.
At no greater cost
I found my perfect aim,
in the Name above all names,
on the Cross by its humble fame.
He showed us how to see,
and seeing showed us how to die
and dying showed us life,
a life meant for you and me,
lived in Love deliberately.
My aim towards Him affectionately
focused through the Cross heir.
Phill :)
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Love's Speech
**Love's Speech**
Love's speech
crippled and beaten before beseech,
said nothing,
though nothing was everything
when said without words.
Truth spoke loud and everyone heard,
because Love died
and those were His dying words.
For deep calls to deep in the silence of death,
without provocative speech and eloquent breath.
He uttered without sound;
His voice, though silent, shook the ground
and the foundations of  time
striking eternity with a profound Truth;
"All who believe shall enter through."
Through Him to Him, an end unto Himself,
intimately define the depths of health
(life and all that it consists;
life, as Love, progresses to persist).
Listen so that you will live
and speak with your lives
so that others will come to listen
and know the echoes of being alive.
This is Love's speech-
far enough away from your reach
that you will miss it if you hear,
and close enough to draw near
to those willing to pursue its eternal message
and receive His Heavenly Messenger.
Love's speec
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Blessed are those that receive Love's voice
by open hearts and diligent choice.
Blessed are those with pure intent
find in Love all that heaven sent,
and be content with all,
because all is much,
much more than we deserve.
Blessed are the weak
for theirs is the Kingdom of God they seek,
will find humble abundance in a life
after Love's speech.
Blessed are the blessed receivers,
that grateful group of thankful believers,
who ask and seek and knock
and put stock in the overflow of joy and love
back to God our Giver and Provider above.
Blessed are the loved of God
for love is all you need of God!
In finding Love
you find Him fully Himself.
Phill :)
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Hide and Seek
***Hide and Seek***
There is a game among God and men.
The winner is both who play to win.
The losers are those who do sit out,
who wait to play and wait with doubt.
They wish to find
but seek their prize
with closed eyes
and remain blind
to what they are really looking for.
They won't realize,
'til they open their real eyes,
and seek with their heart,
the God who hides it from the start.
Through out all of time
and our personal histories,
we fail to find His hidden mysteries
and are content having less.
We fail to find and we think it best
as we cease to seek our Blessedness.
But, God never meant it this way;
He hides hoping we'll play,
hoping we'll find our prize in The Only Way,
and return tomorrow to play again,
the game where God hides and you seek to win
all that is hidden.
God is mysterious. This is true.
Does that mean our search is through,
lost to  me, and lost to you?
Not at all!
How we settle for so little truth,
so little wonder, so little awe!
But awe is hidden
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Hold Your Breath
**Hold Your Breath**
Breathe with me if you will,
as you read let your heart be still,
and find the profoundest truth
unsettling as you deny yourself of it.
Now, you, I'm speaking to you.
Now, do, as I'm doing too.
Follow with me as you read
Do so as you cease to breathe.
I ask you now, to explore the depth
and to find the truth as you hold your breath.
So hold it now
and ask yourself how.
How long can you last?
Notice what happens from one second to the next...
How slowly a minute will pass.
Time is your greatest obstacle.
Time proves you aren't unbreakable.
But are broken fast by your greatest need,
Your need for Air, the need to breathe.
Continue, now to dwell in the present
and find that present quickly taken away
as you have denied this Air
and taken your breath away.
This condition is far from rare
but is common in our day.
We hold out on breath,
as we wait for something better to come along.
If you look for life's depth
in things other than Air, you're surely wrong.
For we were
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Find in the stoney places,
stoney hearts, chiseled by graces.
Who could find beauty in boulders, but Michelangelo?
Men and angels know
better than he,
the Master of this artistry.
Who better manages stone
than the hands that chiseled the Rock of Ages shown
by Jesus alone?
The world sees but rock in dust.
The Rock sees His world in us,
so let the chisel do what it must,
as it chips off piece by piece,
'til all that's left is my Master's piece,
a work of stone and art,
by careful hands in chiseled hearts,
on display for all to see what stone could become
when chiseled by God, in the Spirit, through the Son.
Phill : )
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Freedom Rings
***Freedom Rings***
Sound the liberty bells;
You free us from our self-made hells.
Stand back as its gates fling wide open;
watch as the flood of the freed find their hope in
the sweet melody of the bells
drowning out the tragic yells
of the captives who have yet to hear the chimes of freedom.
Phill : )
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Tear, O God, the walls of the church,
and hide them from our logical search.
For we are not brick and mortar
our lives not in sequence with earthly order.
For a God so far and wide,
Should He not choose where to reside,
where He lays His hat,
where His inner courts are at?
So He does, and so you'll find,
Him right at home, on your inside.
We walk in our churches through the doors
and leave without wondering what they're for.
We are the church, not limited by walls.
We are the temple that calls
from, the inside out,
a building on the move, to a world without.
"For in Him, we live, and move, and have our being."*
Set our eyes beyond the walls of our seeing.
Find us seeking You in the world You made.
Find us loving You in all Christ prayed
for us to become.
Lord make us holy, make us one
as in the Father, Spirit, and Son.
Establish Your church and make us mobile;
lead us beyond lives moral and noble,
and grow us into the fathoms of Love
so that all will (with healing hearts)
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Beautiful Demise
***Beautiful Demise***
Tell us the stories of happy endings
the one that began in Your sending
and found its finish, a finished fate
conquering all with 3 days wait.
Your story though over
is never through
but Cross over to the pages of our stories unwritten.
Immerse our hearts 'til hearts are smitten
with the journey towards our happy endings.
But first
with foremost cries...
Captivate our eager eyes
'til our vision delights
in our beautiful demise.
Engaged in the depth of this narrative,
we are bound to death, and a deeper sense of dying.
Delight our senses to a delightful death
and let us cling with our last breath
to a happy grave.
Captivate our humbled ears
'til the sound that resonates, testifies
the eloquence of our beautiful demise.
Engaged in the depth of this narrative,
we are bound to death, and a deeper sense of dying
'til life is bound in us, engaged in the deepest sense of living.
Empty our life poetically
of its rythm
'til it finds in death
its rhyme and reason
in the be
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Purposeful Downpour
***Purposeful Downpour***
Some saw flaw and shame in,
standing outside when it's gonna be rainin.
If being dry puts me in my right mind
I'll forfeit my sanity to be wet outside.
I'll stand as a fool in the rain,
and establish myself among the insane.
Weather, or not, I can.
Weather, I'm not, though in,
For God promised, I'm protected from sin
as long as I'm immersed in the rain from Heaven.
If the skies pour out their drought,
I will wait and will not doubt,
this impending, faithful flood.
I know it's true in rain without
by the sending of His blood.
Stand on the outside and abandon to the rain.
Stand on the inside and abandon to the same.
Give up your hope, (the desire to stay dry)
Ask the Rain Maker with this plea in your cry,
"Let it rain, let it reign.
Find me once, find me again
repeat the flood inside make me whole again.
Saturated from You,
much is little, when much is dew,
so let it pour,
open up my heart, as You open up the door.
and drench my walls;
bring ruin to my floors,
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Phill Conklin
United States
I am all that is a random creation of God. I love art! My media is now writing, I'm the writer that will randomly wake up at 2 in the am and write until I'm finished because I won't be able to sleep til I do. My writing flows out my minds creativity, my hearts desire, and an endless source of inspiration from the soul. A painter is limited to around 1,000 colors, the American writer is immersed in an over 500,000 word palette, the options are nearly limitless and I'm exploring that infinity with all my heart, until God tells me to stop.

My heart is to eloquently lead people to truth and beauty by means of the God I love and the best of His creations.

I love Jesus with all my heart. He is my passion and inspiration.

Phill :)

Current Residence: Leesburg, FL
Favourite genre of music: Jesus Rock
Favourite style of art: Comic Books, Surreal, Poetry, Mix Media, Water Color, Sacred Art, Lyrics, Pen/Ink, Pencil, Culinary
Favourite cartoon character: Calvin, Lil Brudda, Dopey, Wakko, Mikey, Spiderman, Starfire, Nightcrawler, Gambit, Kronk, Beastboy
Personal Quote: "Its all about the journey." Stormy
***Bible Verses***
I wanted to encourage you guys with a collection of Bible verses,
so here they are. Check back as I will continue to update this list.

"For this is what the Lord says: 'You were sold for nothing,
and without money you will be redeemed.'"
Isaiah 52:3

"How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring
good news, who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who
proclaim salvation, who say to Zion, 'Your God reigns!'"  
Isaiah 52:7

"But you will not leave in haste or go in flight; for the Lord
will go before you, the God of Israel will be your rear guard."
Isaiah 52:12

"..the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, for He has endowed
you with splendor."
Isaiah 60:9

"No longer will violence be heard in your land, nor ruin or
destruction within your borders, but you will call your walls
Salvation and your gates Praise."
Isaiah 60:18

"The sun will no more be your light by day, nor will the
brightness of the moon shine on you, for the Lord will be your
everlasting light, and your God will be your glory. Your sun
will never set again, and your moon will wane no more; the Lord
will be your everlasting light, and your days of sorrow will end."
Isaiah 60:19-20

"'I am the Lord; in its time I will do this swiftly.'"
Isaiah 60:22

"The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, because the Lord
has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent
me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the
captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to
proclaim the year of the Lord's favor and the day of vengeance
of our God, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those
who grieve in Zion-- to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead
of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment
of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called
oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of
his splendor. They will rebuild the ancient ruins and restore
the places long devastated."
Isaiah 61:1-4

"For Zion's sake I will not keep silent, for Jerusalem's sake
I will not remain quiet, till her righteousness shines out like
the dawn, her salvation like a blazing torch."
Isaiah 62:1

"You who call on the Lord, give yourselves no rest, and give him
no rest till he establishes Jerusalem and makes her the praise
of the earth."
Isaiah 62:6-7

"Pass through, pass through the gates! Prepare the way for the
people. Build up, build up the highway! Remove the stones."
Isaiah 62:10

"They will be called the Holy People, the Redeemed of the Lord;
and you will be called Sought After, the City No Longer Deserted."
Isaiah 62:12

"I looked, but there was no one to help, I was appalled that no
one gave support; so my own arm worked salvation for me, and my
own wrath sustained me."
Isaiah 63:5

"I will tell of the kindnesses of the Lord, the deeds for which He
is to be praised, according to all the Lord has done for us-- yes,
the many good things he has done for the house of Israel,
according to His compassion and many kindnesses."
Isaiah 63:7

"In all their distress He too was distressed, and the angel of
His presence saved them. In his love and mercy he redeemed them;
He lifted them up and carried them all the days of old."
Isaiah 63:9

"They were given rest by the Spirit of the Lord. This is how you
guided your people to make for yourself a glorious name."
Isaiah 63:14

"Oh, that you would rend the heavens and come down!"
Isaiah 64:1

"No one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any
God besides you, who acts on behalf of those who wait for Him."
Isaiah 64:4

"O Lord, You are our Father. We are the clay, You are the potter;
we are all the work of Your hand."
Isaiah 64:8

"All that we treasured lies in ruins. After all this, O Lord,
will you hold yourself back? Will you keep silent and punish
us beyond measure?"
Isaiah 64:11-12

"I revealed myself to those who did not ask for me; I was found
by those who did not seek me. All day long I have held out my
hands to an obstinate people, who walk in ways not good, pursuing
their own imaginations-- a people who continually provoke me to
my very face."
Isaiah 65:1-3



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