In the summer when I wake
Celebration on my lips
Praising You for sweet revival,
for mountaintops, Your fingerprints.
When I see you in the sunsets,
in shallow puddles left by rain,
I pray Your joy to never leave me,
give me wonder day to day.
And in the fall when I am weary
of cold shoulders and long days
I look for You in long Octobers,
but cracking branches shake my faith.
When all I know is somehow broken,
I cling to Your words' warm embrace.
I look to You for loving comfort
to give me strength for coming days.
And as the winter brings the cold
and I am feeling so alone,
Your words freeze upon my lips
and sharing them feels like a chore.
When I've nothing good to report,
the icy roads block off my heart,
I pray for peace during the storms,
That I will always know I'm Yours.
And in the springtime, budding flowers,
I taste renewal in the air.
The aroma of forgiveness,
faithfulness, and heard prayers.
Lord, when I see a new horizon,
I pray for grace for my today.
That I'll never forget your promise,
I'll live in you every moment,
every season,
every day.
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Hemingway
Hemingway once said, "Write hard and clear about what hurts".
Write about the feels that you may not feel it's ok to share, it is.
Write about the breaking that sold your soul to waterproof mascara.
Write about the hallways that you can't look down anymore, the slamming doors have jammed too many heart fingers for you to move past.
Write about the scarring words and the trials and the hurt and the pain.
The unfair professionals. The unjust lovers. The undermining schemes.
The insecurities that haunt you when the lights turn off.
The things that cause you to come undone.
The ones you go back to time and time again knowing that they will continue to let you down and yet you still love them with crumpled pieces.
The flaws you cannot overcome.
Write hard. Write clear. Write often.
and leave the hurt on the pages.
and experience more.
and be taught.
and learn.
and write.
and even when you stop hurting, you shouldn't stop writing.
Hemingway once said, "Write hard and clear about what hurts"
...but he deserves an amendment... also write about what frees you.
Write about the joy that overflows into dancing and jumping and screaming.
Write about the taste of a new spring after a long cold heartless winter. Focus on Spring.
Write about the stacks of books and kicked off shoes, the days the sun shines brighter then the darkest nights and the friends that stand by your side.
Write about the thousands of pages waiting before you.
The soft kisses. The salty air. The sleepy talks.
The safety you feel under your covers with your dog as your foot warmer.
The things that make you feel whole.
The people that know your heart better then you do sometimes and sing the song of your soul back to you when you don't remember how.
The smiles you cannot rid.
Write hard. Write clear. Write often.
and let the words envelop you.
and experience more.
and be taught.
and learn.
and love.
and write.
and even when you're overflowing. and even though you'll hurt again.
and even when you don't have words... You shouldn't stop writing.
Write about the feels that you may not feel it's ok to share, it is.
Write about the breaking that sold your soul to waterproof mascara.
Write about the hallways that you can't look down anymore, the slamming doors have jammed too many heart fingers for you to move past.
Write about the scarring words and the trials and the hurt and the pain.
The unfair professionals. The unjust lovers. The undermining schemes.
The insecurities that haunt you when the lights turn off.
The things that cause you to come undone.
The ones you go back to time and time again knowing that they will continue to let you down and yet you still love them with crumpled pieces.
The flaws you cannot overcome.
Write hard. Write clear. Write often.
and leave the hurt on the pages.
and experience more.
and be taught.
and learn.
and write.
and even when you stop hurting, you shouldn't stop writing.
Hemingway once said, "Write hard and clear about what hurts"
...but he deserves an amendment... also write about what frees you.
Write about the joy that overflows into dancing and jumping and screaming.
Write about the taste of a new spring after a long cold heartless winter. Focus on Spring.
Write about the stacks of books and kicked off shoes, the days the sun shines brighter then the darkest nights and the friends that stand by your side.
Write about the thousands of pages waiting before you.
The soft kisses. The salty air. The sleepy talks.
The safety you feel under your covers with your dog as your foot warmer.
The things that make you feel whole.
The people that know your heart better then you do sometimes and sing the song of your soul back to you when you don't remember how.
The smiles you cannot rid.
Write hard. Write clear. Write often.
and let the words envelop you.
and experience more.
and be taught.
and learn.
and love.
and write.
and even when you're overflowing. and even though you'll hurt again.
and even when you don't have words... You shouldn't stop writing.
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