Lord, give me a heart
solely torn for you.
Be the surgeon of my soul
heal me Lord and make me bold,
to you only, am I sold.
Finished in this world of lies
rid of all selfish ties.
Toil align my steps and life
to always follow in the Light.
All to you my breath is owed
all for you is my love shown.
Bringing glory to your name
my triumph bring you praise, Oh Lord.
Every breath a gift, a mission
to live each moment driven
seeking to fulfill your will.
May my walk reflect your vision.
The Son chase away black night,
clarity to come (in) with the tide.
Worship may every action be,
obedience held in each word, each deed.
Striding straight, along the path
towards gates of pearl, unjust reward.
Unfailing justice befell none
saved by Grace and the Son.
Blood drawn in sin, hate
ultimate sacrifice of love, eternal life
not for a few.
Every heart broken by the Word,
handed over in love of you.
He who created land and see
knew my heart, gave all for me.
Sinner with a soul of coal
undeserving (accepted to the fold).
I am, it is, we are... a work in progress.
Prepare to be bombarded by my (or those stolen by me) pictures, words, snapshots, memes, thoughts, photos, rants, drawings, and issues.
All the crazy, none of the commitment.
P.S. The rumor that all redheads have a temper is untrue...but I do have one.
All the crazy, none of the commitment.
P.S. The rumor that all redheads have a temper is untrue...but I do have one.
Showing posts with label letters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label letters. Show all posts
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Broken Heart's Prayer
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Sunday, April 7, 2013
Letters, the Old Fashioned kind, the Best kind
"Orange is for sunshine and citrus and gladness
for tiger lilies and boldness in the dark forest"
(From Me, especially for You)
- Found on the inside flap of a letter written to me by my darling mother
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Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Old Fashioned Love Letters
I save mine and put them in a box...even the ones from people I don't like. They're so rare I have to keep them to remind myself that it's not my imagination, some people are still romantic.
I actually still have the first one I ever recieved. I was 15 and the boy was 13 I believe. He gave it to me on Valentine's Day at church, a poem he'd written just for me...
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