2009Jan5 at 0134 (Community, Conversations in my Head, Heart Thoughts, Personal Life, Statements, Thinkables)
Tags: ask, atrocity, authority, bitterness, circumstances, community, desire, enemy, expression, freedom, glory, heart, Hitler, illusion, knowledge, love, neighbor, Operation Valkyrie, peace, potential, seeking, shadow, spirit, terrified, trust, truth, tyrant, vision, want
I saw a story of the Operation Valkyrie today, which attempted to assassinate the most infamous tyrant of our time and establish another rule. The following were my thoughts afterward:
“As much as we can blame, and choose to blame on Hitler and the like, the spirit which drove him through his atrocities still lives in many of us today. We have only found different ways of expressing it: the want. We all have want, and we’ll do what we must to acquire it.
Hitler was only raised under different circumstances with a bigger vision and illusion for his desire…”
Realizing I was terrified of the possibilities this could hold–within myself and within those who I will be associated with in the future–I concluded with a plan:
“I will love my neighbor and give them peace and give them freedom. I will give them truth, but only to those who are seeking; only to those who ask. And for those who do not, for those who proclaim in their heart that they are an enemy of mine and the God that I know and love, I will give them also to that highest authority and trust Him in all things–even though this land of shadow end in bitterness, as it surely will. All glory is God’s alone.”
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2008Dec15 at 1220 (Conversations in my Head, Statements)
Tags: come between, confession, consistency, create, foot, God, hand, hate, interferance, life, love, mouth, peace, rest, speak, spirit, sustain, tear away, together, touch, truth, walk, wisdom
You cannot tear my away from my Lord, nor can you come between us; and I will hate the spirit which attempts to do so, because I love my Lord and with perfect consistency he loves me! He is always my truth and shows himself to me. Wherever I am, he is always with me; to guide my foot, my hand, my mouth, and bring true life–which rests in peace–to every place that I walk, every person that I touch and every word that I speak according to his perfect wisdom. Do not interfere with the one to whom I confess my love; because you will not feel my hatred in return, but rather my Lord’s, who creates and sustains life in all things.
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2008Nov15 at 1116 (Personal Life, Thinkables)
Tags: faith, gentleness, God, godliness, love, patience, Paul of Tarsus, pursuit, renewal, revive, righteousness, spirit, strength
“Pursue…”
That one word can revive a man’s soul and renew his strength.
“But you, O man of God, flee these things and pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, patience, gentleness.” -Paul of Tarsus
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2008Nov6 at 1104 (Personal Life, Poetry)
Tags: breath, commands, heart, spirit, wisdom
His breathing is held calm by the force of his will.
His heart pumps, slow and powerful, awaiting it’s release.
His spirit rattles ferociously, the bars which hold it in;
Revealing itself momentarily in the flicker of an eye and an unsteady hand.
Turbulence boils all that lies within, while the outward appearance shows a placid contemplation.
“Be still.” He commands his soul.
It shakes him to the bone, certain that he does not possess the wisdom to dictate such words.
He is helplessly aware of this as well;
Nevertheless, he continues on.
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2008Nov3 at 1136 (Poetry)
Tags: body, cry, eyes, forgive, God, heal, heart, love, panic, redeem, rest, spirit, white clothing
Come back to me, my God, my King,
Come back to me, don’t you see, don’t you see?
My fingers slip from their apathetic pose
Slowly at first my body falls away
But I stay
And I don’t care
I don’t care where my body went.
I’m glowing
Bright at first, then it fades
Stretching out in all directions
Mixing with the air around.
Panic approaches
But I stay
And I cry
The concept of strength left with my spirit
I cannot conceive it
But I know it’s missing
I cry, with tears…
With tears of my heart. Oh yes, I fell it now!
It shivered
It trembled
My God approaches, my God approaches!
Panic trembles with my heart,
That foreign fear,
That accusing shame.
I cry out
My God hears, he runs
He runs to me
I am terrified, but hopeful
To whom am I more closely associated?
It doesn’t matter
I see his eyes now
He is coming for me
To forgive all
To heal all
To redeem my life from destruction
To lavish me with tender love,
He is my relation,
I am His
Panic leaps and yelps
My Father crushes him with the flare of His eyes
Then they gaze on me
He sees everything
“There is nothing left, how can you see so much?”
“Here is everything.” He says
I am in His arms
At rest.
Calm.
Quiet.
Content.
After eternity, I open my eyes
I am clothed in white.
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