The Sixth Of July

In quietness I ride on the forefront of a great transformation
With my need for healing and my long burning embers
I beg in a silence of sorts for a savior,
When we want too much we can miss what we need
Casting it off as if a binding hindrance
But a few years on in living brings us to peaces doorstep
And we see what we lost, what we needed was on it
I feel I was the hinges to your door and without movement you grow quiet
Baptisms clean what confession only teaches and redemption will seal what you let mercy start.
Last night I saw myself clearly on the side of the road and in our old haunts
I've wrestled with fear, regret and wisdom
And at the end of it all love won't be denied
I can't have answers if I don't question
Broke down and wounded I let Jesus find me
My one prayer for you is always mercy
Though your method for me was a silent vengeance




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Happy Fathers Day Daddy

Happy Fathers Day to all the Daddy's out there...
Today I've been praying for the people I know who've lost their Dad's. It makes me want to tell you to honor your Father today, or your Father figure, or God... whether you hold with these commercialized holidays or not.
Not being a Father I wouldn't know but I imagine its hard work, and its not always recognized.

If you are hurting today and in lack of a good Father, try to forgive him where he failed, where he was human, it will probably heal you.
Despite a few exceptions most of us severely undervalue our parents. Usually not seeing how much they sacrificed to give us the life we have.
I have been immeasurably blessed to have parents who laid down their lives for me and my brothers and sisters and let us watch them lay down "their" lives in surrender to God. I got to watch them surrender in obedience and try to walk in faith in ways few people do. And it has been such a rich life for me, in good times and bad. I am so thankful to have a Father who set aside his comfort zone time and again to put his family first and try to honor God.
If you have someone, whether it be a Father, Mother, Grandparents or anyone else that has shaped your life, sacrificed, loved, prayed for you. Tell them what their worth. Tell them what they mean to you. It matters and a little encouragement can go a long way.

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less of that

Remember how I was writing long, borderline sermonizing journalistic type blog's? I'm probably too busy for that this week. But I wish I wasn't because I am a swarm of emotion. Not overwhelmed, dramatic emotion. Just deep introspective, heart shifting emotion. Some of it can't be written but most of it is well fertilized preparation for a story or 2 or 3. Stories of disappointment, transition, love, broken hearted romance, facing your past and finding healing or hurt, forgiveness, anxiety, proving yourself, and mostly learning to trust God. The stories will keep but my work before leaving on tour won't so be prepared for one liners or two this week and maybe say a little prayer for me if you think of it.

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untitled, unhealing, unforgiveness

I may have a mild concussion or maybe I don't, 
either way my head hurts.
I smacked it against a wall, hard. 
I think my head feels maybe one one hundredth of the steady throbbing 
of my heart with the same barely visible bruising on the outer layer, 
but an unhealing wound beneath
Earlier today while I was working
I had something to write about, 
now I'm a bit of a mess with no easy clean up, 
no way to know if this is pain or if it's just unforgiveness 
of a person...
of a string of circumstance... 
or of self


That's not anything that I want to say, it's just a jumble beneath the skin of my forehead, 
it's just one beat out of thousands from my heart.
It's enough for tonight