Fields of Blood

I stood in the fields of blood
took upon the winds, they came
my flesh it burned and the ground gave way
tears, they fell hard into man-made graves
I held onto the Sword and the Name

sands of time shall not re-define
that which was spoken before time
I will not brush off nor cover and hide
the battle scars which reside
upon a this heart and flesh of mine

I've been sent by my King
into the fields of blood
where victory prevails
under the winged-shadow of the Son

No Longer Me Only You

I need a heartbeat, one that beats as Yours. Tired of this tempo, bring me back to Yours.
I'm sick of breathing poison air, a self made oxygen when You're not here.

Burn, let it all burn, I no longer care.

Exhausted of the man-made identity, a non existent character without a pair.

I need a heartbeat, I need to let go
no longer me
only You

Cut me Lord, bleed me out
purify this that chokes
seek it out
I can't run from You
You've found me out
Burn let it all burn, I don't want it anymore

Tired of the lies that chase us down the halls
I need Your pace when all else falls
Crash crash
open these deaf ears that they may hear the call

I need a heartbeat, I need to let go
no longer me
only You

For I can't run no more if You're not all in me
a choice I must choose
a choice You must see
all for You
none of me

I need a heartbeat, I need to let go
no longer me
only You
no longer me
only You

A Love That Remains

Roads are made to be traveled, a beginning and an end
Blank pages waiting purpose, chapters written, a story made
Windows and doorways open and sway, hinges broken, stained
Hearts beat, bleed, break, betray
Perfect Love forgives, rebuilds, never quits, always stays

You Will Be There and There You Will Remain

From the rubble I ran to your feet
From my dispair, I found you there
When all that I knew brought me shame
you looked upon me gently and gave me a name
when arrows came down upon me and pierced the pain
your sheild covered and stayed
you were there, and there you remain

When the rivers rose
and humility came
your branches reached out and saved
no tide could take me, no mighty wave
for your love lifted and stayed
you were there and there you remain

Nights came and brought the cold
no body for warmth, no hand to hold
walls enclosed the silence
where pictures once spoke
you visited me and softly spoke
you are not alone
Peace you came not understood
you were there and there you remain

In midst of the darkest shadows, where you can't find your feet
and the chains pull you deeper
like sinking weight
faith, hope, peace defeat
Requests lift and angels meet

you are there, there you remain
you were there, there you will be

When the clouds break and ruin gives way
and all that was lost is remade
when faith rises and heartbreak ceases
you will be there and there you will remain

The Day the Petal Blew Away

The last petal blew away today, I have prepared for your leaving some time now. Petal, you have held out for some time now, but time and change has taken you away. Do you remember the days when you were full? When sun light met your face. Now only memories fill the space. Petal, you stood alone, to look at you...now you're gone. From behind the window glass now I do recall, the day I met you, and took you home. Morning after morning and all through the day, you radiated beautiy and gave breath to my day; seeds hoped to sew, now cast away. A petal, color and shade, scent and beauty, shimmer and fade.
Petal, Petal, you were my Rose, here and gone in a day...out of my hand you went for good. I will always remember this day.
Petal, petal always remember....you are beautiful.

The Campfire Memoirs of Edward Thornwood

His eyes glowed like embers as he gazed into the fire that night. The moon and the stars cast down their light into the wooded terrain, placing shadows onto the earth's floor. Only the snaps and crackles of a well coaled fire brought the melody of the night. Like a hypnotic drug, he allowed the flames to take him deeper and deeper in thought.

The decision was one of both excitement and uncertainty, and the road was clear and he was ready to go. He had the entire thing planned out; where he was headed and how he would get there. The world was wide open and imagination would fuel the way. With one final pause, just to catch his breath, he set out....

Tracks of Life

Everyday we pass them by, hundreds if not thousands coast through our peripheral gaze; windows of life waiting to be lived. Where are we? Driving "our" car. Like a train set, set on its charted course, we continue to move round and round; tracks we've individually laid over time. One by one they went down- childhood dreams, college and career, the job, the "perfect one", purpose and expectation.

Here we go! set off into our future, destination: honestly, unclear. We build and build and continue to lay them down, often times forgetting to look up. We place so much of our focus on the road map to where we are going, that we build a routine, or lets say, a formula. A well respected friend of mine once said, "You look at God's will as a set of tracks that you have to go down, where I see it as a sphere. Look at two things: are you being obedient to the Lord? And are you walking in wisdom? Now, what do you want to do?" The scripture says, "that man sets (creates) his plans and the Lord orchestrates his steps."

I guess what I am trying to say is, maybe we need to get out of the formula, off the tracks. Re-focus on what's really on our hearts? What is the Lord saying to you? We only have this one life here on earth.