The Sojourner of Sorrow

Lonely and weary soul,

You have long walked this path of troubles and fears.

Not once have you laid your head to rest

Nor have you stopped to listen.

Listen and hear my word now,

You weary traveler.

What life is this for you?

Long have your troubles gone and your fears cease,

But yet you still walk this trail.

Why?

For what reason have you chosen this road so melancholy,

This path so lonely?

You foolish wanderer,

Many times have you passed the ones that will bring you out from the cold,

But you still walk on.

They love you,

They call for you to come so they may wash your blistered feet,

But you do not turn to them.

Sojourner of sorrow,

You look for comfort,

But will not take it when offered.

Seeking rest you keep walking forward

When the One that can give it walks next to you.

Oh, my lonely and weary soul,

You have already found what you are looking for.

So stop your wandering

For you troubles are over

And your fears are no more.

Music of the Moment

Silence starts this burst of beauty,

With fingers poised over the instrument of choice.

You have no idea what comes next nor what will follow.

In the moment of life's great mysteries.

You have set your hands down,

The first note rings in your ears.

It is too late to go back,

You have began this journey of beauty.

This moment you are free to speak,

Your mind.

You now free to open,

Your heart.

This very moment you are free to live,

Your life.

This is the music of the moment,

It will only be here and now,

So do not wait.

Dance

Sing 

Live

This moment for me.

A Life's Journal

Hey all!!!
Wow, I really haven't posted anything in a long time. Well hopefully that is about to change as of today. As you may notice I have a new blog up called A Life's Journal. Basically I hope to write something in it everyday about thoughts that I have been... well you know... thinking about, haha. ;-)
I'm not sure how well I will be able to keep up on it, but I shall try my best to at lest have something in it. If nothing else I shall post some scriptures that I like and that have helped me in some way. Sound good?
I also hope to post my short story A Single Tear. Some of you might have read Part 1 and 2 of it, and if you had that means you know that the story is not yet done. So I hope to get that done and make a new page as well for it. (Ahh, so much to do in such little time, hehe.)
Anyway, I hope that all is well with you (whoever you are) and I hope to write more very soon.

Yah bless!!

Zombieland

Life in straight lines,
The world seen through simple eyes 
Everything in only black and white. 

Seeing things just as they are, but not could be,
How they should be.
Just take a look at all the possibilities. 
But they are only content to be a mindless Zombie:

No purity
No sanctity
Not even real charity.

Never grateful
Never joyful
Nothing ever beautiful.

Can anyone but me see this lands true beauty?
Is anyone else alive in this land of Zombies?
There are some that sing praises to The King.

We are a small in numbers, but we scream revolution!
Because we are here to fight humanity's delusions.
Against all the lies and illusions 
And know that, through trusting and obeying the Father there will be restitution.

Though we walk in the land of the dead,
We need not have fear, need not dread
For the one that raised us also gave us everlasting water and bread
Because His Son renewed our lives with his blood that was shed.

So in the Truth we stand,
And like He promised He will keep us safe in His hand;
From this dangerous world, from this desolate Zombieland.

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Eze 36:33 ‘Thus said the Master יהוה, “On the day that I cleanse you from all your crookednesses, I shall cause the cities to be inhabited, and the ruined places shall be rebuilt,
Eze 36:34 and the land that was laid waste tilled instead of being a ruin before the eyes of all who pass by.
Eze 36:35 “And they shall say, ‘This land that was laid waste has become like the garden of Ěḏen. And the wasted, the deserted, and the destroyed cities are now walled and inhabited.’
Eze 36:36 “Then the gentiles which are left all around you shall know that I, יהוה, have rebuilt the destroyed places and planted what was laid waste. I, יהוה, have spoken it, and I shall do it.”

A Tear For You

This tear here...
It is for you.

Whoever you are,
Wherever you've been;
These tears I cry, are for you to keep.

The pain you feel,
At this moment I feel it too.

Though we have never met
I'm here praying for you.

Though we have never talked
I want to give you comfort through the pain.

As I sit here,
Pencil in hand,
I wonder what you might be like.

As I look at the piece of paper
With tears in my eyes,
I somehow feel helpless inside.

So this all that I can say...

At this moment,
Though you may feel lost and alone.

And you feel like no one cares,
Just remember...

I do,
And that is why I cry for you.

A Love Letter to My King

Hey all,

I know I haven't post anything in forever, it's mainly because when I do write a poem it's going the Youth for YHWH, because I'm one of the contributors to the site. But this poem I wanted to post on my own blog. This poem is very personal to me, even though I just wrote it last night. It came to me as I was praying to the Heavenly Father, asking Him a question that I have been asking Him a lot lately, and that is "How can I serve You more Yahuwah?". Soon after I prayed, this poem came to me. I'm not saying this was an answer from Him of what I'm meant to do, because I don't know, but I do know that this was Yahuwah's way of saying to just keep giving praise to Him in all that I do. So I'll wait and will continually give Him praise and serve Him the way I have till he shows me how I can better serve Him. I also encourage you to do that same, because He is worth giving your entire life to.

So here is my love letter to Yahuwah. 

Oh Yahuwah, how great You are.
Your name is as the sweet summer breeze when upon my lips.
Your voice is that of clashing thunder in a wild storm.
Who has seen You?
Not I,
But imagine Your beauty every day.


Dressed in garments more beautiful than the finest sunset,
You walk with more grace than the deer that bounds through the field.
In Your right hand would be the Scepter of justice and authority.
On Your head is the Crown of honor and majesty.
The sandals on Your feet are weaved together with the Set-apart light.
At Your side is the Sword of vengeance.
For any who come against Your people 
Will see the of its blade.


But all of that isn't why I call You my God, my El, my King.
Despite all those beauties described,
Mine eyes have not yet seen Your face.
But there is something that I have seen
And it is the reason to make You my King.


It is Your love for me;
For it is far stronger than the Scepter of justice and authority,
It is Sharper than the Sword of vengeance,
More magnificent than the Crown of honor;
Filled with light so bright it reveals the darkness within me.

Your Love is the Set-apart light.
And Your love is what makes You beautiful in mine eyes.
So from now and till forever drops away,
You are my Father and my King.


~Sincerely and forever more Yours~

Written in bold some are, but what do these words together say? Read them in order and you might find, wisdom between the phrase.
Yah Bless!