Live For More

"So I set off running
To reach the other side
To find a place to call my own
There in the distance the rivers open wide
And I was lost but not alone"
                              ~Switchfoot

~Live for More~

Trust and let live your life into the unknown that is worth letting go for.

Give up control to the one who gave it all.

I want to live my life to upset the status quo.

To hurt the one who wishes to take it away from me.

I long for the other side.

My hopes hope relies on the sea

It sails me to a place where I am happy.

To a place where you will meet me where I am.

The plan was said, 

And the plan took place.

Fulfill my soul and break my heart.

Please make me hurt and long for the end of days.

In the meantime I wish to live and breathe free.

I wish to bring those whom I talk to with me.

In the meantime I wish to drink and see,

All the glory of the world around me.

I plan to take full advantage of the words placed before me.

I plan to learn more than philosophy and greed.

I plan to pray in the day even when I should sway.

I plan to teach myself and others the hope created by death.

Our information stretches far.

It instantly travels faster than a man tapping his finger.

We live in a world that is so connected.

Yet we are more alone than ever.

Death will come and information shall be sent.

The digital nation making a person infamous.

The answer to the truth is just a click today.

The answer to what comes next is a prayer and eye shut away.

What is this fear that we have when it comes to dying?

We need to live in the moment and for our end in the same breath.

We need to hear our personal prophecy fulfilled.

Our self contained moments restored to a group of those who truly love.

Are you ready?

Is your life awakened and closed?

Is your heart running and standing still?

Is your soul pointed north longing to be home?

Trust, live, hope and dream.

Create and be created for purpose and the sea.

Set sail and know where your destination lies.

Love the loveless and give hope to those who have no hope at all.

My end is a home in a place where I finally know I belong. 

If I die, or if I ascend I will never stop praying and loving all that loves back.

If I die, or ascend I will do my best to doubt my doubts and live your dreams.

If I die, or ascend I will continue to be on fire and burn for love.

I will burn and be on fire for a nation of sinners.

I will be a saint that is worth the title given to me.

I will burn down this town for a hope beyond my being.

I will burn and live for God, and then die or ascend into a home. 

A home where I will sing the truth and harmonize.

 With the saints that set sail before, during, and after me. 

~Lost on Our Islands~

"From the day we're born we are scarred and torn.We've been scared to sing out loud, but we don't care no more'cause we know life is short. We don't care who hears us now.Breathe it in and let it out."

                ~Switchfoot (Jon Foreman) 

~Lost on Our Islands~

Lost and then saved.

Freedom comes with the wind, with the ocean, with my broken heart. 

Lost and then saved. 

Freedom comes from wood and nails, blood and vinegar, earthquakes of vengeance.

Lost and then saved.

I have these nails and I have two pieces of wood. 

I have these prayers sent up to the sky hoping for them to come down as rain. 

I have these nails and I have two pieces of wood. 

I have these prayers sent into the ground hoping for them to spring back up.

Blank pages on scrolls forged by fire.

What will be written about me?

Blank pages on scrolls forged by love.

What will it be written in?

Blank pages on scrolls forged by fire.

Are we using ink, or graphite, or should we be using blood as white as snow?

I have this hammer that came with my nails and wood.

I have this device to nail up my Savior.  

Over and over again I pound and hammer my words away. 

I nail up my savior instead of realizing the empty tomb.

I am lost but I can be found.

I am lost and sometimes need to see the hands.

The holes that represent life, and bring me back to repentance. 

I am lost but I can find my way back by his saving grace.

This world that we live in does not adhere to the teachings of God.

But he is in this world.

This world is lost, but we as vessels can help them become found. 

He is in the world.

One should understand he came to save those who are lost. 

We are lost on our islands and our eyes are covered by black smoke. 

There are monsters moving in to take us away from the truth.

But he is there and he shed his blood for me, and you.

Freedom comes in the wind, it comes with fire, it comes from the ocean. 

The waves crashing over our souls eroding the strife and the pain. 

The fire burning away our sins.

The air blowing away the smoke that clouds our eyes.

So what will my blank pages be filled with?

What will your blank pages be filled with?

I hope for words that say, "Well done, good and faithful servant!"

The Son of God and man paid the price, so he could write my scroll in blood.

Lost and then saved.

Freedom comes from the cross, the nails, the blood.

Lost and then saved.

Freedom comes from the sins being washed away. 

Lost and then saved.

Freedom comes when the poor are fed. 

When we do our part and take up his sacrifice. 

Be like the God that saved the world and covered the price for our salvation.

From being nailed up on my two beams, and then overcoming death.

We are lost, but we can be found.

By his blood, by his story.

The truth can set us free.