Saturday, December 1, 2007

The heart must worship.

Friday, November 30, 2007

Rough

Born to pen lyric,
Born to praise Spirit,
Singing out of my soul so that only God could hear it
I was born to enjoy creation, never fear it,


Since when has it been given to men,
To put a price on the gift that paid the cost of sin,
Put fifteen dollars in his pocket so you can listen to hymns,
Is it the same as 30 pieces so he can rock his rims?
I heard about how Paul lived through worse only wearing his skin,
Why do we have necessities now, when they didn’t seem to exist then?
It’s not how it’s always been,
Increasing demand raises our profit margin,
Take advantage of your kin, you’re just as wicked as them,
Justify it now with how your being a blessing.

Be a real blessing, live sacrificially,
Not superficially, so that you can live deliciously,
Decadent needs, you don’t need such greed,
Glutton for sin, so that Christ has more to bleed,
Like the average reed, swaying amongst the iniquity we breed,
Packaging the Gospel so that we now take the lead,
See the star on the stage, his gospel is your creed,

OH God cut us to the root, bring us back to Your seed.

Proverbs 16:18-20

Carefully carry along, be careful not to be too head strong,
Pride will trip you before long,
Destroy you as you sing its song,
Banded in conflict with the others of that throng,
For it's better to admit your wrong,
Than continue with such iron on,
Instead humble yourself, admit you've been conned,
Rather than share the spoil of wicked spawn,
Finding faith in self, when all you are is pawn,
Those who heed the Word and trust the Lord, they will see the good at Dawn.

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Place comments and requests here :)

Requests could be: topics I need to write one, poems I need to write regarding certain issues, what biblical events I ought rap about in the upcoming future, etc....

God bless

Proverbs 3:5-7

Yo,
Woe to the holy man, wholly man,
Watch out where you're going man,
Lean not on what you understand,
Acknowledge Him and He'll direct your plans,
Be not wise in your own eyes,
Don't let yourself be caught in a rooftop scan,
All of a sudden recognize your heart's been scammed.
Lifestyle living in the barren land,
Trying to bear fruit with your roots in sand,
You can't be salt when your taste is bland,
Do you really follow the man with whose mark you've been branded?

Thursday, November 29, 2007

NOT named

L-E-D red, telling me it's time for bed,
But I can't quit yet, I have to finish this thread,
Winding down to the end of my pen and the ink that it's bled,
Another paper, another test to shed,
Give me a few moments to get under my head.....
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The day is over now, another one has begun,
The day is just starting and I'm not having fun,
Who ever promised me tomorrow, it's just an extension of today,
No start no finish, it's all running together this way,
There hasn't been an end, there's only been a beginning,
All we do is sleep, wakeup, and restart counting...
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more to come

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

one line, two lines

"How could God fold in to the fabric of cold skin?"

-Sintax the Terrific




Praying about upcoming pathways to choose between (or follow depending on how you view it)...ask God to help me if you would.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Are you ready?

I'm having one of those, "God is so awesome, and He's about to move in an amazing way" moments.

Prepare yourselves brothers and sisters. God bless.

a new one

Here's the article

This guy says his writing is about "killing God," and that "it's much more subversive" when compared to something like Harry Potter.

I recently read Donald T. Williams article on Harry Potter. He thinks there is a much greater parallel between the Potter series and Christianity than most will give it credit for...although much less obvious than C.S. Lewis Narnia series.


What do you think? I think Philip Sidney had good things to say about fiction and it's importance in teaching....teaching good things....Christ's things....He taught with stories too....


I recommend reading Sidney's "Defense of Poesy"...