Thursday, December 30, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
And let the waters slip away
'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow
Has now become today
So don't you sit upon the shoreline
And say you're satisfied
Choose to chance the rapids
And dare to dance the tide
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
A friend gave this to me when I was a freshman in college.
when i was 18.
I needed to read it then.
much like i need to read it now.
I made her. She is different. She is unique.
With Love I formed her in her mother’s womb.
I fashioned her with great joy.
I remember with pleasure the day I created her.
To me she is beautiful.
I love her.
I love her smile. I love her ways.
I love to hear her laugh and see the silly things she does.
She is herself and no one else.
This is how I made her.
I made her pretty, but not beautiful
Because I know her heart,
And I knew that she would be vain.
I wanted her to search her heart, and learn that in Me,
She would be beautiful.
It would be my spirit that would draw people to her.
I made her such a way that she would need me.
I made her a little more lonesome than she would like to be,
Because I want her to turn to me in her loneliness.
I made her dependent,
So that she would depend on me.
I know that if I had not made her like this,
She would go her own way and forget about me,
I have seen her broken heart,
And the tears she has cried alone.
I have been with her, and had a broken heart too.
Many times she has stumbled and fallen,
Because she would not take my hand.
She has learned hard lessons,
Because she would not listen to my voice.
So many times I have sadly watched her
Go on her way, alone.
And now she is mine again.
I made her and then I bought her.
I paid a high price for her,
I have had to reshape and remold her,
Renewing her for My plan.
It has not been easy for her or for Me.
I want her to be conformed to My image.
This is my goal I have set for her,
Because I love her.