Breaking the Mold without Forgetting the Old

Men's Encounter--Dear Dad

2006-04-30T08:03:00.000-04:00

Dear Dad,

I look around and I see you here. You amaze me. You work so much in my heart and every other heart here—all at once. I love you. Jesus thank you because with out you suffering on that cross I couldn’t be here in your presence. I would be in bondage and in cage of suffering. Thank you for your Spirit.
Before, I would say I am unworthy of your gift, but I do not want to be like that anymore. I will say thank you for this amazing gift you have paid for; I will enjoy it with a thankful heart. Thank you for your healing on the cross and every promise you gave. Dad people here are crying. You are working; I see you here. I never want to be away from you. I hate seeing and believing the lies that Satan gives me about who you are and what you think and feel about me. I can’t help but want to cry in joy, with you Dad, as you touch every heart in here. There is none like you; I want to be just like you. You are a warrior conquering Satan. You are removing shackles and guiding us out of prison and there you are waiting with open arms. You don’t even care what we look like or what we’ve been through. Thank you Jesus; we are free. I’m your child and so too are my brothers. Dad when, other than in your presence, do you see men with tears dripping down their nose and comforting one another in strength beyond this world. We are laying hands on one another in a love and compassion that is stronger than any force here on this earth. It is your love for your sons. Thank you.
Dad I see that true strength is being vulnerable to your Spirit. True love is compassion for another’s heart. Being a man is taking responsibility for mistakes and admitting we can do nothing but cry out to our Father. You wait with open arms for us to jump up on you your lap so that you can protect us and free us and make us strong. Thank you for loving me Dad. I want you to know that I love you too.

Victory

2006-04-23T17:25:00.000-04:00

It seems to me
That through Christ
We have Victory
It is for all to see
That through Christ
We have Victory
Victory
Victory

In Him
In Him
In Him
In Him

Falling face down
To the one
Who wears the crown
Most beautiful sound
Is when seed falls
On good ground

It seems to me
That through Christ
We have Victory
It is for all to see
That through Christ
We have Victory
Victory
Victory

In Him
In Him
In Him
In Him

Satan is done
Through Christ
We have won!
Let me tell you
That through the Son
We have won!

It seems to me
That through Christ
We have Victory
It is for all to see
That through Christ
We have Victory
Victory
Victory

In Him
In Him
In Him
In Him

Candle

2006-04-14T13:02:00.000-04:00

Each of us
Has a candle
A fire inside
That we will not hide

Let your candle glow
Let the Word of God flow
Go to the place of dark
And with a little spark
Let power go

We will raise our candle
And light up the sky
Bringing the Word
To the dark deep
And to the ones on high
In the name of Jesus
We will shine for all to see
For His name we will be
A light to all
So that none will perish
Or fall

Our own candle is not much to behold
It does not provide much heat
When it is cold
But when Jesus is our candle
It becomes more than we can handle
It becomes a fire and a flame
That will light the dark and put to shame
Sin, sickness, and heal the lame
Jesus we do all this in Your Name!

2006-04-11T10:07:00.000-04:00

Dad, I’m here and it is clear
That my fear will draw You near
How far and high
My sadness will fly
How big can my faith be
Even though I can’t see
I will know You love even me
But I still cry, Dad how and why?

He says, “you are a child of mine”
It is fine trust me and shine
You will be great in my kingdom
Sing some bring some Win some
Pain will gain you your new call
Train your eyes to see beyond the wall
See us as your Dad
The most wonderful parents you’ve ever had
See beyond the damned up pond that when removed
You will flow and annointed you will go
You will reap and sow
And you will grow
You asked and you receive
You trust and believe
My will is done
For you my son
The fight hasn’t started
And you’ve already won
Just claim the same victory
That you see in your family history
Jesus died and rose again
And my son, my friend
You too will rise
With new eyes
Of faith and healing
A new feeling
The world will know
And you will show the glory
Of my Son’s life story
Be faithful and strong
For it is not long
Until you are not just restored
But forged brand new
Of gold and precious stones
Bones of granite
You have it.
You are my son
And to you I say well done

Child of God

2006-04-06T14:02:00.000-04:00

I am here when your are mad
I am here when you are scared
I am here when your are glad
Just call on me
Your Father
Your Dad

Your works don't impress
It is not what you do
But who you are
For before you were born
I knew you
And called you

I am here when your are mad
I am here when you are scared
I am here when your are glad
Just call on me
Your Father
Your Dad

I will be your comfort
I am your praise
I will be here
For the rest of your days
When I say come
Follow behind
When I say seek
You shall find

I am here when your are mad
I am here when you are scared
I am here when your are glad
Just call on me
Your Father
Your Dad

Exhortations From God

2006-03-11T11:00:00.000-05:00

Fireworks showed and glowed from the freeway
I said this way today
Don’t say where or why
Just get in my plane for the sky high
Fly bye say goodbye
To your old life and say hi to the new
Old strife long gone
There is more planned for you

So your bright light was turned off
Burned off burned out
So send for a friend to be your look out
Stand and shout faith with no doubt
Scream to the earth
About Christ’s birth
God of David, Jacob, and Daniel
He’s mine and our Emmanuel.

Even if they turn off the sun
You’re still going to shine
Because you’ve seen the sign
That these things will be fine
That little bit of peace
That passes and surpasses
All understanding and gives you
A soft landing

Your life is a joy to behold
You’ve been bought to never be sold
Your ministry is your preliminary
Task is all He asks is for you to obey
And do what HE will say
On that very day he died
You were excused from being tried
And being found in guilt
Utter filth but now you’re clean
Most wonderful person He’s ever seen
I mean run for the joy set before you
Cause before you were born
He knew you

Saturday Morning

2006-03-11T10:37:00.000-05:00

I think it is time to rhyme
My wordplay to say
My positively negative
Capability combining
My wordy stability
Let me introduce
Produce my new song
Seen by the new division
With your 20/20 vision
No more one hit
Two sit wonder
Blunder of a song
Wrong side of the sun
Right side of bright fun
Water under the bridge across my mind
Is kind of flowing
I don’t know how to show
Which way I’m going
Cook out the look out way
Two timing wonderful day
I’m a missionary
Who leap frogged February
On the skyline up the coast
Walked while I bragged and boast
I proposed a toast to her
While I whine and dine her
Before she finds out
With no doubt
That I’m a down home brother
Red neck undercover
I’ve got that natural ability
With my flexibility
Free range with a little change
I'm sitting on the side
Of this curbside roadside
I try to hid my thumb in the street
My bum on the seat
Wishing and fishing in the heat
Just for something to eat
I'm a little down and a little blue
A big frown and nothing new
If you only knew how much I hunger
For you

But now here I smile
Still near to you down this aisle
All the while I wish you knew
How long I really loved you.

The Devil anticipates moves of God

2006-03-09T19:55:00.000-05:00

The last week has been intense to say the least. As God moves in my life and is maturing me into the man that will impact the Kingdom of Heaven the devil seems to be a step ahead. When God gives me revealtion or starts to do something drastic in my life there comes Satan with a myriad of different hardships and problem that attempt to get me down and depressed. Satan is smart; don't underestimate him. After Boston's hardships, we came home with revelation and a ferver for winning the battle in the name of Christ. Since then, almost everyday for me has had its hardship. I hit a deer on the way to church, my dad and I aren't getting along, and I got so sick today I feel like death. My back and neck were killing me. What is going on?????? Sometimes I feel like giving up, but Jesus said, "My grace is sufficient in your weakness."

When you are walking with Christ and hardships comes, ask yourself how a diamond is formed. A lump of coal is crushed by thousands of pounds of pressure for an extended period of time and a diamond is formed. We too are created like that...through hardship and persecution we are formed into diamonds.

Spiritual Warfare

2006-03-06T08:42:00.000-05:00

14 hours of driving in two days. Cars were towed without warning. Getting threatened by large men who work in night clubs. Fingers close to falling off from the cold. Bums--who were actually retired men with paychecks--conning the streets. Open air preaching without one person caring. Nonchalant throwing away of the gospel message that saved my life. Satan's forces blinding the people. The discouragement of not par-taking in the intimate time with Christ. Sleeping on the floor of a church. Lack of sleep. No showers. The realization that one person could know Christ. The revelation of what spiritual warfare in this world is really like. Growth. Allowing the Holy Spirit to keep our faith through hardship. Knowing that we can say we were on the front lines when Boston had its final revival. God using each of us. It was worth it.

I was told in church before we left that I would have to decide whether or not it was worth it to serve God.

This weekend, you know, I am here to say it is not about whether or not ministry is worth it. It is about being alive or dead. To be alive is to serve Him with my whole heart. There is no option for not worth it--I would have to be no longer living. Satan will have to kill me before my life ever says it is not worth it to serve Christ.

Here I go again

2006-03-02T11:30:00.000-05:00

Here I am with a natural ability
Look at my creativity
Take my liberty
On the 4th of July
My fly bye
Sky High
Ask Why?
Tell you how
Tell you now
Lift my eyebrow
Disapprove
Win and lose
His or hers
Pick and choose
One of the two
Two of the one
You are the sun
Bright in my eye
Two pair
Trips don’t care
Royal Flush
Coming from the underbrush
Friends bends the table
Christian label
I am able to talk
About my fear
With cheer
Stand and stare
It might not be fair
But come and see
I have your remedy
Your cause for confusion
Your cure for delusion
I’m not here to amuse
I’m here to light of your fuse
Bruise your heart
Start and stop
Green to red
Went to your head
Bullet full of lead
I said what who when
Why then you shy
Man of a guy
Can’t ask why
Take off your fake
Put on your emergency brake
For goodness sake
Slow down crystal crown
You’re not all you think you are
You fall from your place afar
Pride’s evil side will hide your true
Intuition, your created ambition
Embrace your creation that collaborated
And elaborated your relation to the train station
As you leave and breathe a breath of hesitation
Your heart pumps throat lumps
Leave me behind as you to try to find
The one of kind self preservation
I’ll miss your instigation
Petty retaliation
My melody is inside me
Take a dive and drive
Too the deep end of my head
I said here we are outside my car
Hand slightly on the door
Trying to ignore the lagging
Bragging slightly nagging
Feeling that I feel deep inside
That will collide with my gaze
That spoke the phrase
I love you too
I wish I knew
If it was you or me too
Or just another thank you

My heart to yours

2006-03-01T08:46:00.000-05:00

Sometimes life brings with it
Depression and strife
But how we deal
How we turn the wheel
Shows and grows our character
Admire, don't laugh at her
It is not her fault or yours either
Neither you or I
My sky high
Pride
I try to hide
You'll never guess
Where i've been
Then when
You just don't expect
I say next, new cord
I'm bored, Oh Lord
You rescued me from myself
I'm rusty on my dusty shelf
Outgoing boy with this coy undercover
Love one another
Traffic light is a brighter lighter yellow
Just a young fellow
Wave and say hello
It is only polite
On this most wonderful night
She's the most beautiful sight
Why do my songs always go towards her
I'm really not so sure
The slightest vaccine
I'm sick and need a cure
For she's the most beauitful
Thing I have ever seen
I mean chin dropped
My heart skipped and hopped
Flipped and flopped
I try to talk
Attempt a cool walk
But nothing moves
No more rules
Nothing applys
To my arms or my eyes
I can't move I can't speak
She's the girl my heart does seek
I think my knees just went a little weak
Talk about my knees
My heart is on a flying trapees
Hooked on tight to two down hill skis
I wonder what the night will hold
I wonder if I should call or fold
Check or raise
Or is it another phase?

Now for a little wordplay
Listen this day to what I say
Ok one more beat
Take a seat put up your feet
Cool off from the heat
Mix and mingle get ready for my single
I see my style is wild like a little child
With a new toy a little army boy
Where his hair doesn't care
It has a mind of its own
He will be known and thrown
Into reality and creativity
With a little amnesty
To forgive how i live
And give my 10 percent
Rules I've bent packages I've sent
Emotions I rent
How I walked and went
And beat around the bush
Pull and push
Reap and sow
Give and go
Cross court
A little out of sort
Always coming up a little short
I felt out of place
Lacking in grace
Falling to embrace
His loving face
But now the case is not grace
Because it is you and I
It is now my high fly sky dive
When I plummet down from the summet
No more worldly charms
Or painful harms
My life is yours
I'm in your arms

God's Conversation

2006-02-14T20:49:00.000-05:00

God:
None are righteous
No not one.
I said "It was finished"
And it was done.
Repeant for the Kingdom of Heave is near
There is no need to live any longer in fear.

Man:
Why should I repeant
I'm a good man.
I give to the poor
and smile all I can.

God:
Have you stolen or lied?
If the answer is yes
Stop trying to hide.
If you look at another and lust,
Adultery you've commited
And lost God's trust.

Based on these things you have sinned
And with just one sin
I can't let you in.
Salvation is perfect and filled with glory
Created by Christ's perfect life story.

Man:
How then can I be saved
I'm not good
Look at how I have behaved!

God:
Leave your sin, and trust in Christ.
His death on the cross
Has the power too
Make you no longer lost.
And it is free of cost.
Call out to Christ and ask to be free
Take the blind fold off and see, ME.
Your life is now bought by a King
Rejoice, live, and sing!

From the End to a new Beginning

2006-02-13T13:40:00.000-05:00

I lead a group on campus called Campus Christian Ministries, and if you haven't heard of us yet we have set up a table with Bibles and gospel track in the student center Fridays from 10 till noon. It has been brought to my attention that my piece "My Calc Class" did not bring glory to God or represent my testimony in who I am in Christ. I enjoy writing and that piece was not intended to be a piece that promoted "pot", sex, racial discrimination, or anything like that. It was intended to expose Americanism and also show how a lot of young people are so extremely hypocritical and warped in their thinking and what comes out of their mouth. So I apologize for giving the wrong message to some. My writing will begin to convey my heart in how I live my life and my beliefs. And do not forget that piece "My Calc Class" because it plays an intricate part in the transition of my character through out the entire year and completed project I am working on. And without further delay...my newest installment.

Here at the end, "I start"
Revealing the superficial secrets of my heart
Hoping my that my faith will prove a little more real
So when you look at me you will know how I feel.
This Weight I bear.
These Chains I wear.
I reap what I sow,
And this I know
Without Christ to hell I'd go.
This why I want to share,
How thankful I am that grace makes life unfair!

I have the lock and He has the key.
I am free because of His love for me.
My gain was His loss,
My life is because of His death on the cross.
He is now my king and my friend;
My broken heart he did mend
My new life began when I said "I end".

Antiquely Modern

2006-02-12T13:53:00.000-05:00

The wonderful rhythm and melodic rhyming of poets like Robert Frost reverberated through history and has impacted how poems are writing today, and the new modern type of poetry has opened a new medium for new writers to express themselves. Sometimes writers strive for the modern spin they leave out the heritage that preceded them. Hopefully they two can be combined to remove cliches and destroy the struggle to be so unique that it is conforming to the standard.

Sitting here, fingers near
The keyboard is my double edge sword.
I can't afford to write something old,
But something new for you.
Would be so refreshing
A little rhythm a little rhyme
Lets get it going this time.
I'm like a prophet with my hand out of my pocket;
Writing as I think, typing while I blink
So not to miss this endless bliss
of a Heavenly kiss.
She's blonde and kind
All is fine.
You could turn off the sun
And I'm still gonna shine!
When she's around
I hear no sound; just her smile
resonates it my head
I think I've been risen from the dead.
We'll impact this social class
Through the looking glass.
We pear and sneer
Criticizing something new
Pawning the old as untrue .

There is no stopping this now,
No slowing down or wondering how.
Just write and soar too new heights.
We're going to the station
To take a vacation.
I'll make it worth your while,
Just take my hand down the aisle.
Band in hand commitment man
Just try, don't ask why;
Don't run or there will be no fun
Because we've just begun.
There is something on the surface
It makes me kind of nervous.
We don't deserve this

So let us ellaborate
And Collaborate
For goodness sake,
No more,
Cliche Ambition.
Your brain is for
Your Intuition.
Now we're on the verge
Of a creative splurge,
Willing and spilling
into the streets
Combining verbs and beats
Filling the seats,
Tickling our brain like candy sweets.
Writing to the space between
Your pillow and your sheets.
The seperate section
Of a creative Injection.
That is a little bare
and exposed.
A new genre has arose!

Linear Progression

2006-02-10T08:05:00.000-05:00

All thoughts that come for your own brain are linear. This means that you may think of something and by thinking about htat you think about something else. If you describe the two thoughts they may seem completely unrelated--or un-linear--to an observer, but in your own mind there is a correlation due to a past experience or emotion that is specific to you.

My pants are grey
But not so boring
That class was over quickly
Skating with puck in hand
He got slits on his wrist
My dad knows best
Baseball in the fall
Leaves no longer green
The color of my room
Has only one window
I put my head through
Friends in the past
I never liked the Army
Guns and booze
Sounds boring
Grey
My Pants

Every 30 Minutes

2006-02-10T07:57:00.000-05:00

This my little semi-mediocre creative side trying to figure out a way to stiffle the temptation of writing about the same thing. So for every 30 minutes in my day, until I went home, I wrote down two lines about what was going on. Hope you enjoy.

There is frost on my windows
And my face is cold
The music is playing
And the police drove by
The parking lot is full
And it is cold outside
This class is boring
And I am really hungry
I wish people didn't smoke
because it makes me feel sick
I love the library
That girl is pretty
Delicious
This lunch is fantastic
Another walk in the cold bewteen classrooms
And on to another class
This professor is actually really smart
I wonder if he plays hockey