What is Christmas?

I Celebrate the Day ~Relient K

~What is Christmas?~

The Word that comes down to penetrate hearts. 

The Word that became flesh for you and for me. 

To be more than a man.  

To be more than God.

The creator that became both. 

For you. 

For us. 

The creator, the word, our Savior, the child born. 

Why would someone be born to die? 

Is it not because they love us? 

Why would the creator become fully man? 

Is it not because we are his children?

There is hope on the inside. 

There is hope when you turn your eyes to the true outside. 

The heavenly hosts celebrate when we believe. 

When hope is strong and the fear of God purifies all of you and me. 

Sanctified and filled. 

Sanctified and set apart. 

Sanctified to be closer to the fear of our Savior. 

Sanctification as a gift to save us from our sins. 

We do this in preparation for the day when death is washed away. 

When every tear is dried up. 

When pain is taken away. 

We do this for the Alpha and the Omega.  

For His true water that always quenches thirst.

For Christmas is more than the presents. 

It is more than the tree. 

Christmas is a promise from God. 

It is a time to celebrate the true gift that He gave us, when He was born to die for you and for me.

When He was born to bring life to those who were wishing to flee.  

Never Give Up

"Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising up every time we fail."

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Never Give Up

The world is not on your side.
It wants you to fail.  

The world is against you.
It wants you to fall.  

This place throws rocks at you when you try and do what you were meant to do.
You can be beaten and scarred.
The ship that never makes it to shore.
The plane the doesn't find land. 

Downtrodden and beaten down.
Unable to sleep.
Unable to have a descent meal.
Broken,  hurt,  and seeing visions of wood and blood. 

The next section is one of a man who is down.
A man who is trying not to give up.
One who is searching for it.
For what? For truth. 

Where are you God when nothing is going right?
Where are you when the fire licks up.
When the earth splits open and swallows me.
And I fall not seeing where the bottom is.  

God what happens when I point a gun at your head?
What happens when I turn it on myself?
When nothing seems to be going right,
And the world looks sweeter than you? 

You tell me that you love me.
And that love is sufficient. 
I wonder what would happen if I truly let you in?
If I listened and responded instead of hearing and ignoring?

I have this to tell you sir...
Never give up.
Fight for God
Fight for your right to choose love instead of hate. 

The world will not win when this life ends. 

Pain makes you stronger.
The hurt is used to strengthen the resolve of Love.
Suffering is what it takes to fight and to win. 

Never give up on life. 

Endure and create your character.
When you are at the end of your rope,
Get your eyes off of this world and put your eyes on God. 

For this world is doing you no favors. 

Never give up.
Hope can come from the pain.
Hope is what comes from suffering, and that pain brings love as you endure and reap what is sown.

 

Never give up. 

Let Love win.
Never give up.
Fight for your right to never back down. 

Ocean of Mirrors (Poem From High School)

Ocean of Mirrors

Forming waves on the shorelines as my dreams drift away. 

Makeing mistakes and throwing them in. 

No one at the beach but me for I see past the glass, I see past my own image...

and the ocean of mirrors reflect every part of me. 

The ocean of mirrors make you see your true self. 

Oh, that ocean of mirrors what do you see, what do you see?

A burnt down town of false believers. 

A burnt down society running from it all. 

A burnt down community losing their souls. They saw what they didn’t want...

and the ocean of mirrors reflect every part of me. 

The ocean of mirrors make you see your true self. 

Oh, that ocean of mirrors what do you see, what do you see?

Lighthouse rays shooting down reflections past the surface of mirrors. 

Seeing what’s below. 

Looking inside is what counts believe me or not, believe or not. 

Ships are not sailing they’re scared of what they will find. 

Shattering glass of the mirrors make it possible, but I’ll always remember...

the ocean of mirrors that reflected every part of me. 

The ocean of mirrors that made you see your true self. 

Oh, that ocean of mirrors what did you see, what did you see?

I Fell in Love and All I Got Was a T-shirt (Poem From High School)

I Fell in Love and All I Got Was a T-shirt

Soaring in the air, my thoughts keep going to the one I fell in love with. 

Flying in the plane going away from the town where we met outside a school, realizing who I was. Brought together by a friendship that should’ve lasted a lifetime, but I didn’t mean to fall in love. 

Now I leave with only a T-shirt, a broken heart, a broken down feeling of love.

Moving away from the love of my friends to another town I know nothing of. 

I’m going to dance all the pain away never looking back to the one I fell in love with. 

Brought together by a friendship that should’ve lasted a lifetime, but I didn’t mean to fall in love. 

Now I leave with only a T-shirt, a broken heart, a broken down feeling of love.

Do I love her, do I love her, or can I move onto the town I’m going to? 

Do I love her, do I love her, or can I move onto the town I’m going to?

Brought together by a friendship that should’ve lasted a lifetime, but I didn’t mean to fall in love. Now I leave with only a T-shirt, a broken heart, a broken down feeling of love.

I’m going away now never looking back to the love that should’ve never happened.

I think maybe I will see her one more time.

The Music of the Stars (Poem From High School)

The Music of the Stars

I hear it every day and I analyze and listen to the sound. 

It floods my ears and I get lost in the moment, like comfort hugs on a rainy day.

To mirror an image in your mind after a sound of joyous feeling. 

I am watching the scars of emptiness wash away as I listen to the music of the stars.

Tearing to pieces and making it better for my heart. 

Holding the wreckage and casting away bad words.

The thinking of others and long awaited dreams are no one else's. 

But my own words are my passion as I listen to the music of the stars.

Notes and bars are all sung in one accord, of letting things be better today and letting out cries that I know. 

And you’re hoping to sing, but your heart is not into it.

Your mind is to numb to let go. 

If you let me I'll show my heart to yours as I sing you the music you the stars.

Lifting Spirit (Poem From High School)

Lifting Spirit

Let’s look past our differences on the gates of imperfection. 

Let’s hold hands to face what may come next. 

Forever light will shine, a glimmer and a shine through strong eyes. 

Seeing is not believing, but faith will bring us through.

Into hard times, 

And into good we all face. 

With my love failing sometimes. 

But I’ll be crawling back in due time.

Sometimes I’m looking for a back door to escape the pressures of this world. 

I should know by now that your unfailing love will see me through. 

Open mouth but no sound is coming. 

Show me your power and authority.

No time can tell the coming of our Lord. 

So I’ll wait.

You’re looking down on me seeing me make my mistakes. 

You’re looking down on me seeing me do your will. 

I’m standing then falling to my knees as I cry out and say I love 

As I lift up my hands to worship. 

Now thanks and take, God thanks and takes me.

I love you, God I love you.

Forest of Green (Poem From High School)

Forest of Green

In a forest of green the only color standing out, dominating each part. 

No blue, no red, green is all you see. 

Forward-moving makes it seem you only need you.

Know though green is not all. 

Look for the colors of beauty in things.

Don’t dull out your life for false inhibitions. 

Don’t dull your life for every wonderful looking someone. 

In a forest of green your eyes are closed, your eyes can’t open. 

Nothing is right. 

Nothing will ever be the way you want it to be.

During these times believe in more than the green of wealth. 

Let loose your soul to see many colors this world has to offer. 

In a forest of green your eyes will bleed out for comfort, 

But none will come.

You’re lying on the ground with a lie at hand waiting to explode.

Out of proportion it will stretch seeming like nothing. 

But being everything in a forest of green, what will unfold? 

Diving deep in a sea of that color.

Death comes in all your lies you told. 

You’ll die alone in an aftermath you could change your eyelids soon enough.

In a forest of green there is still a chance to see more colors. 

The creatures can be gold or white. Embrace the colors of your life. 

Why don’t you embrace the colors of you life?

Is it Safer to do Nothing at All?

"What if my dreams do not happen? Would I just change what I've told my friends? I don't want to know who I would be, when I wake from a dreamer's dream."                                                                                        ~Twenty-One Pilots

~Is it Safer to do Nothing at All?~

Dreams are meant to be broken and reborn again. 

To be slept on and woken up into.

A gauge of how much you mean to yourself.

An undeniable drive to see what you are are striving for.

For dreams are made by what you want.

The desires of a heart beyond my own.

I choose my fate every time I wake.

I cry out and wonder where is the direction I seek.

Sometimes Love has us wait.

We must be patient and realize it is not in our time.

We may choose fate, but time does not let us choose a side.

It carries on until the game is done. 

What happens if I do not reach what I am reaching for?

Does that mean that my dream was not true?

Is this the death of a dream?

Is it time for it to become new?

Dreams are meant to be broken and reborn again. 

To be made out of sand.

Once the heat rises and the mix is in place,

The sand turns to glass and we hope it does not shatter in our face.

Is it safer to do nothing at all?

Is it safer to just sit in my room?

When this world wants to fall down.

That is when I think I should get up and move.

Sometimes Love has us wait.

Sometimes Love says to run.

Run towards what was placed inside our heart.

And even if we fail we need to get up and run again.

For in everything we learn.

We learn when we fail and when we succeed.

As long as we try and learn how to bleed.

For dreams are meant to be broken and reborn again.

Why is Good Forgotten?

~Why is Good Forgotten?~

This journey is not for the faint of heart.

These moments take precedent over the rest.
I have been given these moments to make things better.

One step to the right as my body goes left.

I am entrusted to give back and not just take.
To go out and understand that the world does not want to accept me.

To be a servant,

And give, give, give.

Do I distrust my distrust?

Am I profound for the sake of me?

Or do I proliferate my gifts for others?

Do I go and bring change, joy, and hope for the joyless, and hopeless?

Salt that lacks taste.

Seeds that get planted next to rocks.

Houses sinking in the sand.

Failing because you do not try.

I have work to do.

I have more to do in this life.

To serve and give to the poor.

And to know I was chosen to cultivate the trees to grow fruit.

Is it easy?

Will I love myself instead of others?

Is it easy?

No, opposing forces will make you want to serve self instead of giving back.

Good is not striven for anymore.

Pleasure is the new religion.

Power, greed, sex, and money are the gods of our world.

Lovers of self, lovers of the gray.

I would rather see it black and white.

To know where you stand.

Not to muddle or blur lines.

I would rather sacrifice than let it be easy and lose my soul.

Serving is not natural.

It is a choice.

Every day going out and giving back.

Instead of praising God then spitting in people's faces.

Is this the world you wish to live in,

A place of pride;

A places of greed;

A place where being blind to the truth leads to slaughter?

This journey is not for the faint of heart.

But I would not have it any other way.

Helping those in need.

Understanding what it truly means to be alive.