Everlasting I am


Flying from west to east
Concealed in-between the mist
Safe soaring on the clouds
Empty, alive and proud.

No voices to be heard
Not the whisper of a word
No fear can reach my being
My soul ascends seeing

The pain be left behind
Eyes that are no longer blind.
Air, earth and blood
Quiet and undisturbed
Bids my humanity goodbye
As my spirit reaches new heights.

Everlasting I am
For the Eternal Son Of Man
Gave his breath to redeem
Those whom the world had not yet seen.

Erstwhile dead,now forever alive
I foresee the moment I am to arrive,
In glory no longer transitory
To witness the beginning of an old told story.

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Demon Hunter – I will fail you


Such a beautiful song. If you haven’t heard it… you got to… ( I just don’t agree/understand their album art)

If you know of similar songs please let me know… Thanks So much

These quiet words, they carry me away
Returning
They keep coming back
In idle thoughts and hollow cut-aways
Disarm me
No will to attack

Though the sorrow and fear they may depart you today

I will fail you
Of that I’m sure
I will remind you of the pain forevermore
And when my sins are just a memory
Faith restored
I will fail you
To the core

Lost in the shadow of an endless grace
Relentless
My reign is unbound
In this abandon I will devastate
Dismember
Till agony’s found

Though the sorrow and fear they may depart you today

I will fail you
Of that I’m sure
I will remind you of the pain forevermore
And when my sins are just a memory
Faith restored
I will fail you
To the core

I know they prey upon me
I feel them just beyond my door

I will fail you
Of that I’m sure
I will remind you of the pain forevermore
And when my sins are just a memory
Faith restored
I will fail you
To the core

Focus or Frenzy?


But the LORD said to Samuel, “Do not look at his appearance or at his physical stature, because I have refused him. For the LORD does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.”
1 Samuel 16:7

It’s happened to everyone: You go online—to make a single purchase—and an hour and many clicks later you are on a totally unrelated website wondering how you got there. We sometimes act like small children who are attracted by bright lights and loud noises. What we do externally often bears little resemblance to what we intended to do internally.

But it’s not just the Internet; it can happen in all of life. As we begin a new year, let’s remind ourselves that it is the heart that gives focus and direction to the head and hands. When the prophet Samuel went to anoint one of Jesse’s sons as the next king of Israel, God reminded him that “the Lord looks at the heart.” Every day we have the opportunity to stay on or get off track. We can find ourselves remaining focused or lost in irrelevancy. It all depends on the heart’s focus.

Like the Internet, life can be frenetic. Stay on track this year by staying internally focused on Christ and His Word.

He who has the Holy Spirit in his heart and the Scriptures in his hands has all he needs.
Alexander MacLaren

Beast of Burden


this-was-you

This was you at your best

You, the creature behind the veil
Why do you hide behind the smile?
your guile  & deceit,
the shame of being you
Ruminating and toiling,
The work of your hands-
denigrating the innocents.
Towards what end?
Your scribbles of poetry
on life and death
why does it matter?
who will remember?
your power and your wealth,
silenced by the face of death.
All of your glory,
decrepit and dilapidated
Even the grave,
unleashes the worms on your carcass
your bones, an inconvenience-
to the grave
I stare at the mirror,
I see you-
Bluntly staring back at me.
a scowl etched on your temperament
In the end,
what matters is the shards-
of kindness and love
that perpetuates the essence of your spirit
Not your name, not your children
but the unseen gifts of grace,
that you shared with strangers-
transmuting & transmogrifying
from  generation to generation
Though your name may never be known
and while history will forgive your presence,
your spirit will live on embodied in the culture
of men who were recipients of your love
this-is-you

This is your future

–Prashant Thomas