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On a Hill, on the Cross

The world and its promises are fake

It tries to captivate me with itss lies

Once, I was easily tantalized in failures

I was so easily swayed to its beat

But now, I’m fully aware of the truth

My eyes have been opened, my heart renewed

Thoughts and mindsets: broken and being replaced

Now I’m a stronger fighter

Being built to not back down

I am restructured to soar into victory

He has given me a new chance to succeed

And I will not let this opportunity pass

I want to make the most of this great destiny

My inheritance is heaven!

I can’t live a life that’s less than worthy

It’s time to let go of the old self I posed

The butterfly within me longs to be free

And it deserves to be free

It’s freedom has already been paid 2,000 years ago

By a great Man, on a hill, on the Cross

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The way he does his job
With discipline and enthusiasm
It was charming and captivating
Another ideal man

The way he talks to me
With kindness and honesty
It was refreshing to meet a real gentleman
Another ideal man

The way he shows leadership
With dedication and selflessness
It catches my eye to see him speak up
Another ideal man

The way he moves
With speed and grace
It was beautiful to see him dance
Another ideal man

The way he hits the notes
With emotion and facial expression
It was enchanting to listen to his voice
Another ideal man

The way he looked into my eyes
With sincerity and truth
It was an unforgettable moment
Another ideal man

The way he shared his faith
With conviction and eloquence
It was encouraging to hear his testimony
Another ideal man

The way I am so sensitive to these things these days
With amazement and thrill and hope
It’s not the time yet, I know, I’ll wait
Another wishful thinking

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It’s been a long time since I’ve written last
Trying to forget a mangled past
Now there’s nothing
Of feeling nothing
Not being interested at all
Knowing you deserve it
And don’t deserve it at the same time
It doesn’t matter anymore
No more lost feelings
They’re tucked in a blanket of remorse
And all the hopelessness is lost
There’s something more to life than this
More meaning and more confusion, yes
Fluctuations have to happen sometimes
As long as your average walk
Is ascendant and not simply straight
All these lines just mean
You’re gonna lose a lot;
Moving forward isn’t easy
You’re going to have to let go of favorites
And even dispatch some really good things
But this is not for nothing
Someday you’ll enjoy the freedom
You’re going to see the light
Hidden somewhere in the darkness you’re in
Walk steadily, walk forward
Don’t just move in your place
Move forward, look forward to new things
Be excited about what’s ahead
And slowly learn to trust that in your fall in the past
Someone caught you and is putting you back on your feet 🙂


“Disturb us, Lord, 
When we are too well pleased with ourselves, 
When our dreams have come true because we have dreamed too little,
When we arrived safely
Because we sailed too close to the shore.
Disturb us, Lord, when
With the abundance of things we possess
We have lost our thirst
For the waters of life;
Having fallen in love with life,
We have ceased to dream of eternity
And in our efforts to build a new earth,
We have allowed our vision
Of the new Heaven to dim.

Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,
To venture on wider seas
Where storms will show your mastery;
Where losing sight of land,
We shall find the stars.

We ask You to push back
The horizons of our hopes;
And to push into the future
In strength, courage, hope, and love.”
— Sir Francis Drake – 1577








This poem is written from the point of view of someone who has lost others to suicide. 

I’m in tears..

this couldn’t be more perfect. 

So beautiful


forever love


A life lived the wrong way

How to live your life the wrong way. An old poem from one of my now untouched blogs:

This world will fade away
Intelligence and money will rust
Beauty and physique will be gone
The only thing left will be your friends
Only your family will be there
What will their testimony be
Will they say you have been faithful
Or will they claim not knowing you
Ask yourself if you have been humble
If you have been willing to help
Or if you have aimed only to succeed
And forgot your brothers and sisters
Only looking at your future
Neglecting the family you have in Christ
Because if that is the case
You have been living life wrong
Wrong, yes, terribly wrong

There is no February 29 this year.

And so the month ends again

Bringing with it all the lives that ended during its reign

I just hope as the month of February says goodbye

The chain of loss and heartbreaks end as well

No more trying to hold back the tears and sadness

As the pleasant kind of love hid itself from me and my friends

And the kind of love that hogged the limelight

Was the kind that forced many of us to weep and eventually let go

Yes, February ends tonight

And another months creeps into the year

As pain falls into dusk, hope dawns on us on the first day of March