Dear world

Time- we're through

2012-01-25T20:29:00.000-08:00

I've had plenty of time to write this petty rhyme in love with you without me. I've had plenty of time to make up my mind reasoning my sleepless dreaming. I've had plenty of time to collect a million dimes for every thought i've gambled on you. I've had plenty of time to think of every reason why no one else's love would ever do. If time was mine i'd make you mine. So

A mountain.

2011-12-22T17:32:00.000-08:00

There's a mountain growing, beyond my knowing, There's a mountain growing, in my heart. A mountain called love, summit peaks the sky above. but I'm too little to climb it, too afraid to cast it into the sea, for fear that I won't find it. There's a mountain growing, deep down in the organs of my being, my soul, my spirit. My every kind of interior art, this mountain is

Reluctance vs. obedience

2011-12-15T14:29:00.000-08:00

Can you imagine what would have happened if Queen Esther had not accepted the invitation to the king's palace because she was in love with someone else? Or what if she went to the kings palace reluctantly and daydreamed about the man she was in love with? What if she didn't show any enthusiasm, passion or desire to be at the palace? What if she cried every night because she missed her boyfriend

In love with the idea of being in love

2011-10-17T10:02:00.000-07:00

I'm in love with the idea of being in love. I've been searching, seeking, pinning for that one. I've been reaching, heaving, thinking I knew who it was all along. The truth is I'm in love with the idea of being in love. But I've never once ever came close to finding it, not once. Some say I just haven't found the right one, but I seem to have no problem finding plenty of wrong ones. Their

Incongruent heart

2011-10-03T19:35:00.000-07:00

Heart, why do you give yourself away without a hand to take it? Heart, why can you not seem to comprehend love is more than what you make it? Heart, you're friendlier than me. Heart, tell me your secrets, tell me how you love so easily. You. Yes, eyes reading, speeding, feeding upon my thoughts and feelings. My heart says hello and wants to have coffee. This is a weird poem. Nothing

Love Spills Over

2011-09-07T07:11:00.000-07:00

When love spills over It creates a living thing.

Found

2011-08-16T22:52:00.000-07:00

"No, I don't have a boyfriend," was my trained response to the woman inquiring. I heard my words ring out as I glanced down at the toys in my hand. I was unarmed by my unfamiliar tone and although I had answered this question enough times to be a pro, I still managed to be uprooted in my emotions. She gasped as she stopped her task to look over at me. "But, why not," she said in disbelief. I

Hope.Light.

2011-08-10T22:43:00.000-07:00

Hope may be all we have, but hope is all we need. Hope will reveal faith. Faith will succeed what hope could only dream. Dear world, have faith, hope, dream- and stay in the Light. Hope brings light.Stay in the light.

Take Delight.

2011-07-21T21:54:00.000-07:00

I want to be noticed. I want to be distinguished.I want to be discovered as someone unique. I want to be the start of a revolution.I want to be an unstoppable force against injustice. I want to be a new found treasure.I want to be a novelty. I want to be delighted in. I want to change the world and I want to be uncovered by a world changer in search of a beautiful pearl, a rare thing, a priceless

Close your eyes and fall.

2011-07-18T18:08:00.003-07:00

Trust me.

Reflecting Light.

2011-05-16T20:11:00.000-07:00

I have a consuming love for the moon. I have taken so many pictures of the moon on my phone it is near stalker-ish! But I not only admire the moons beauty, I love it because it is the single most incredible creation that displays the glory of another without stealing the spotlight. The moon has no selfish ambition about it. It is secure in its purpose and mission that is to reflect the light

The edge of humanity

2011-01-18T19:55:00.000-08:00

Oceans deep in raging sea, swallowing the weakest weak, You and I both know it well, Soon He's coming tell it, tell. Seas abounding, waves amass, right into the earth you crash. Consuming all and all in reach, giving none and none to keep. How long, how wide, how deep, how high is thy great beauty, strength of beauty. Mightier than man can tame, symbol of name above names. Oh great and awesome

It will hurt

2010-12-10T21:27:00.000-08:00

Faithfulness.Committment.Perseverence.Endurance.Diligence. Consistency.FAITHFULNESS. faithfulness. These are all qualities that will determine your strength and capacity to fulfill your dreams, goals and life long ambitions. These are also qualities that are not natural to the human design. They must be instilled by discipline. HARD< LONG< STRENUOUS< HURTS SO BAD DISCIPLINE! These are also

One thing remains the same

2010-11-12T19:29:00.000-08:00

Today was my last day as a full time nanny for Katarina. It has been two incredible years since I first met this girl that has turned my world inside out.This thing I called my job- and most people called it babysitting- was not really a job at all.I got paid to dance, play hide and go seek, tickle the baby and make smiley pancakes.I got paid to learn to love- be patient, never yell, laugh at

The art of communication.

2010-10-25T17:04:00.000-07:00

I have never written a typical 'blog entry'. I realized this while scanning through my recent posts. I've never been much of a journalist. Mostly because I decided a long time ago that what I write must cary weight, provoke thought, encourage others and mess up a few religious folk. I like to think that no one reads my blog- which may or may not be entirely untrue- but I have never written for

Artist of my heart.

2010-10-10T20:11:00.000-07:00

Words cannot express how this image so well communicates my heart. Sometimes life feels like a painting. Other times it feels like a hurricane. I'm so thankful He is the artist of my heart and the peace to my storm.

Let me tell you.

2010-09-21T19:44:00.000-07:00

let me tell you about you, not what you are or what you do. i'm going to tell you about the who in you,believe me or not, you know it's true.close your eyes,listen awhile,let me tell you about you you're a masterpiece, a work of art,you're a giant of faith with a marshmallow heart.are you listening, can you see it too?let me tell you more about you. you see, i can see, not just who you are, but

Being the creation.

2010-09-07T18:07:00.000-07:00

It has always been my hearts desire to not only be who God has created me to be, but to enjoy being His created delight. My sister Sereen has inspired me to be transparent. This may be the first time I have ever attempted to do so in the history of bloggering! I'm not going to try to be witty (although it comes naturally, hehe) or be flowery with my words...just a clear shot glance into who I

The one.

2010-08-29T17:39:00.000-07:00

There are area's in me are being renewed, refined, reconstructed and replaced for someone other than myself. I know this for a fact because I would not care to change anything about myself if I only had my personal well being in mind. I have come to this realization: I am a bride in the making- in more ways than one. I am not only being prepared for my earthly husband- but also for my heavenly

Liking you.

2010-08-21T21:44:00.000-07:00

I LOVE everyone...but I'm so in like with you. I so like you, i really do. I love you more because i like you, and i like the way i like you and the way you love me too. You loving me is easy. Love is easy to do and it is easy to say. I don't know if you like me, but either way, I like you and that alone is enough for me to learn to like and love. Liking you makes me laugh and write poetry-

Words aren't enough.

2010-08-11T19:34:00.000-07:00

Where the darkness is the light must go.

2010-07-17T21:12:00.000-07:00

As the church we need to go into the non churchy places and be a lantern for the Father of Light to shine through. We need to stop condemning culture, critiquing culture, copying culture, conforming to culture and get with the program and start CREATING a God culture! We must bring the power of God into the brothels, the bars, the strip clubs, the sex culture and watch as His healing

operation GROW UP!

2010-05-28T01:53:00.000-07:00

yep...it's time. no more wetting my pants. no more training wheels. This is the real deal- life with full reliance on my Savour. What a dare. what an adventure. what a risk. 29 days till my teeny-bopper days come to an end. You better believe I'm ending 19 with a shot bang heard around the world! thinking it's time to get into this world changing biz full time. thinking it's time to get a

imposters.

2010-05-25T14:42:00.000-07:00

i am undeserving of your love...and.you are just as unworthy of my care. but what is love if it is to deserve? what is love if it is to be fair? must i be the one to redeem your lonely heart? lest you carry my burdens and my damaged soul, on this heavy cross. lest we save each other, from this love of wars. though you are pure. though you are exceptionally divine. i am not your savior. neither

Time is a friend who knows me well. Sooner is nearer than now.

2010-03-28T20:52:00.000-07:00

Dear helpmate, I wish your name was mine to know, so that I can pair it with the affectionate endearment: 'my love.' Writing letter's to you is but one out of only 2 channels by which my heart has the advantage of releasing it's longing. The other is intimate conversation between me and my heavenly father. I pray and thank God for you continuously. Husband, there will be no greater honor than

Beautiful foolishness.

2010-03-06T20:03:00.000-08:00

I am such a fool for Him. such a fool for my creator.

When it gives all that it's got.

2010-02-16T19:30:00.000-08:00

I've got this ♥ sometimes I don't know what to do with. Should I give it free will? or forget it ever could feel? I can't decide or make up my mind, if feeling is actually worth the while, if the consequences of this ♥ is really worth the cause. Yet even when i'm so aware my ♥ seems to live a life of its own- uncontrollably loving- and when it doesn't get what it wants- painfully shunning. And

my heart toils.

2010-02-12T10:57:00.000-08:00

God is my way maker. this is the single greatest thing i've ever written.

Breaking the mold.

2010-01-10T20:23:00.000-08:00

I've come to this conclusion- Liking boys is shallow. It has been my life long ambition, since the idea of liking boys was introduced to me, to break from the mold of typical two-somes. I don't know when the idea originated in me, but perhaps it was birthed at an early age as I learned of an everlasting love and decided that nothing was worth it's sacrifice. If I am already loved

wordless conversations.

2009-12-15T08:13:00.000-08:00

the sky was aglow with light shining down through the heaven pinholes-& we drove and drove- into the dark-& we watched the star's kindle and spark.the heavenlies were falling down, down, down.& my heart was spinning round, round, round.there is mystery and faith in that distant mass of space-though their miles away, I can feel shadows on my face.& your into me like gravity,pulling me deep, almost

Dear boyscout,

2009-11-27T18:40:00.000-08:00

When I was 13 years old I told God to take my heart and make it His. I chose Him to be my treasure, my protector and my prince. I asked Jesus to take my affections, turn them towards the father's love and place my desire in His heart. My pursuit was His love and His love alone. I declared that I would not allow my love to trifle, but instead I would delight myself in God and grow in who He had

Traffic on more than just highways.

2009-11-20T07:52:00.000-08:00

She sleeps while it is clear daylight, only to arise after dark to begin her night shift. Perhaps she convinces herself that because it is dark out her lifestyle is concealed, but there are no secrets to Him who is the light.Prostitution, pole dancing and pornography are all equally impure and certified as sex trafficking. Age is not a limit, restraint or bypass. Discrimination is predominant

She is counted.

2009-10-27T06:57:00.000-07:00

Public restrooms are quite the world to behold. I always feel awkward washing my hands next to the stranger who's feet are identifiable as my neighboring stall mate. It amazes me that there is this one thing we all have in common at the same moment in time and yet I have yet to form a life bonding relationship with any of my former public restroom "attendee's", much less hold an intimate

Terror's of night

2009-09-29T22:06:00.000-07:00

It is now 1:06AM and I have just awoken from a terror of restless dreams. Images of young girls in brothel cells cycle through my mind like a moving picture. My heart hurts beyond comprehension for these pure daughters. In one dream I am standing still at a train station as I see capture after capture of children ensnared by the enemy. Numbers and statistics fly across my eyes as I witness the

Equations.

2009-09-15T16:21:00.000-07:00

"So, you want to change the world, huh? Well, how are you going to do that? What's wrong with it?" These are the words of my college professor during an after class discussion with classmates following a not-so-easy test final. I was fifteen years old and taking an elective duel enrollment class at my local university. The words of my instructor sucker punched my well affirmed calling and my

Love has won. Fight for Love.

2009-08-13T10:19:00.000-07:00

There is a battle raging war in our midst."For the LORD your God is the one who goes with you to fight for you against your enemies to give you victory."Arm yourself, daughter of light and fight for Love."Do not be afraid [my daughter]. I am your shield, your very great reward."Arise, my sister, my bride; rejoice in the Lord for your wedding day has come! You will no longer live as a slave to

Gasping for air.

2009-07-17T07:01:00.000-07:00

I feel like too much. I feel like I am the ocean; so full, so wild, so lost. I feel like I could loose me within myself. I need to stop. I need to praise God. I need to feel Him. I feel like I need Him.Balance is found in discipline. Discipline hurts like a mother.Life comes from a mother.Life comes from discipline. Complacency, I hate you. You are ugly. We will not be friends.And If I cry it

Worthy of my calling.

2009-07-13T16:06:00.000-07:00

Eph.4:1Modern-day EstherThousands of years ago, God used a girl named Esther to save His beloved people. Today, there is an Esther who is following in this worthy cause. One of my day to day tasks is to converse with those who are interested in awareness and fund raising. I have talked with many like this, and all are passionate about doing all they can to fight trafficking. In light of this, we

He is mine.

2009-06-25T14:13:00.000-07:00

The stars.. The heavenly lights; they are the windows of heaven shining down, telling us who we are. They are the spotlight of heavens sky illuminating our purpose and revealing eternity in our hearts. Eternity gazes at me through the eyes of the night heat. It rummages through and duplicates itself in me. Eternity is written on my heart. The stars, though they seem small, are all too far.

If I was queen.

2009-06-18T08:21:00.000-07:00

Love paints the sunsetmy heart is drawn to fields that we run through and just let heaven do the talking.The dark shade of blue fades into the skythe mystery gazes into our eyes.Spread out under telephone wireswatching distant burning fire.The stars, they hung there all wild,like beautiful sounding music, from the telephone wires.I looked up and thought 'wouldn't it be neat if we could play the

Faith without deeds is dead. Compassion without action is wasted emotion.

2009-05-15T13:21:00.000-07:00

The past year has been a tremendous time of growth for me. I have gone from 18 to 19 in what feels like seconds and yet more change has taken place in the past year than the last 18 years of my life. Through much persistence, faithfulness and determination God has poured out His heart and compassions into mine and stirred in me an urgency for justice. A great burden for young women and children

Be not timid.

2009-05-07T13:18:00.000-07:00

My heart swells with compassion for the neglected. There is a cry in me that cannot be shut up much longer.I am aware of greatness. I know a power lives in me.My mind is fixed on one challenge. One challenge that could release the trigger of my passion.And that is: Shake the level ground of my city, and in doing so I will conquer the platform of the world.Am i bold enough to take on such a

Through the infinite eye's of Love.

2009-04-11T19:17:00.000-07:00

Greatness must be a daily revelation. It cannot be earned; It must be cultivated and grown.You don't just one day become great, you ARE great because of the love that is at work within you. Who's to blame but you for lack of the manifestation of that love? Don't take your life lightly. You are Great because you have been called to live a life worthy of the Love that lives within.; "a love that

My heart is on fire.

2009-04-03T09:11:00.000-07:00

I don't know you, but i would like to get to. Because, to be loved is to be known and to be known is to be loved. I would like to know you. We could converse about things that have meaning, And we could declare something wild with our hearts and our feelings. We could secure our place in the heavens and rejoice in our youth And take charge of this planet in what is ours and the truth. I could

Why are these my hands?

2009-03-26T13:22:00.000-07:00

My heart feels things my lips cannot articulate. My tongue seems to, most often, fall short of communication. But there is something in my hands that is daring and alive and it floods my nerves with passion and zeal that is not easily put to rest. I sometimes wish i could just shove my fists in my mouth so that some of their brilliance could then flow out and I just know it would sound amazing!

It's dark out and all I hear is night.

2009-03-20T20:21:00.000-07:00

It's interesting how darkness is meant to conceal and yet at night it exposes the most inspiring creation. It is during the shadows of night that as my eyes feast on the wonders of the sky creations, the star's begin to sing out the heart of their creator; revealing secrets and displaying the marvel of His hand. I am again blown away by the magnitude of His might and He comforts my soul by the

For such a time as this.

2009-03-04T12:27:00.000-08:00

There are 6,889,867,903 people in the world at this very moment, with those numbers continuously increasing every second. Each of us created with purpose and a call of greatness. It has come to my attention that God is desperately after us; and that He doesn't make light of our existence. So often we make light of our existence as if it's a given and we never challenge the question of our

Cleverly entwined.

2009-03-01T16:13:00.000-08:00

Move through my hands. Run through my feet. Shine through my eyes. Love through my lips. Convenience always justifies my own ambition. Excuses are easy when they are reasoned well. Giving up is not hard at all. Over thinking second guesses instinct in my heart. I can do my good, and feel alright with my cause. Righteousness is more evident in deeds than in soul. Humanity is never a whole

love is a magnet.

2009-02-25T08:24:00.000-08:00

love. justice. compassion. action. Enabling you to reach beyond your world, and touch the lives of the people around you. Love is wild. Love is a fire. We are spreading wild fires of love across a desperate generation, opening the proud eyes of selfishness with a message of justice, provoking compassion and empowering others to take action along with us. Inspiring our generation to look

Butt's and Bare Naked Bottoms.

2009-02-19T08:10:00.000-08:00

I remember the first time i raised up my hands in sincere surrender to God. I remember how it felt, like i was opening up a part of me that had never been touched, like my heart was responding to an invitation to be who i was created to be. In that moment i felt completely vulnerable, exposed and so fully known, so who i was created to be! God recently revealed this to me. He created me to

love through hands.

2009-02-11T08:07:00.000-08:00

30 seconds. one. two. three. four. five. six. seven. eight. nine. ten. eleven. twelve. thirteen. fourteen. fifteen. sixteen. seventeen. eighteen. nineteen. twenty. twenty one. twenty two. twenty three. twenty four. twenty five. twenty six. twenty seven. twenty eight. twenty nine. thirty. 30 seconds of my day, is a captured lifetime of a little girl abducted and enslaved into Human Trafficking.

love is not..

2009-02-07T11:30:00.000-08:00

Love is not A FEELING! Instead, what I feel by my act of love is the affect of my love, or in some cases the result of being loved. Love should never be confused with an emotion, sensation or enjoyment. It is not the softness or simplicity of the object that always compels us to give, but in fact the unyielding, undeserving, stubborn one that challenges our deepest affections. Love is often