Tomorrow Gets Me Through the Past

"They left us alone, the kids in the dark to burn out forever, or light up a spark. We come together state of the art. We'll never surrender, the kids in the dark. So let the world sing, 'What a shame beautiful scars on critical veins. 'Come together state of the art. We'll never surrender. "

                                                                                                                                                   ~ All Time Low

~ Tomorrow Gets Me Through the Past ~

Tomorrow equals new experiences.

Tomorrow    IS the narrow versus the Broad.

Tomorrow   IS a choice That reinvents Itself as the events Get Closer.

Tomorrow   IS Always in the Now, so Get up and Dance.

A smile filling my eyes as I learn to discover rather than cower.

A moment of jubilee when I find out that change is not as bad as it seems.

More of this and that.

And less of that and this.

For tomorrow  IS the Day That starts yesterday.  

Finding out that fear is no longer part of my arsenal.
That time when it is okay to wander and not find anything at all.

Tomorrow   IS Never Alone and today IS filled with Sparks.

A smile filling my face as I learn to drive and not let go.

A smile that tells me that running away is not the answer.

A moment of jubilee when I realize that letting go is just another part of the day.

For letting go is a double edged sword used for the good and for the tarnished.

Tomorrow   Divides into three.

The past, present, and the future.

All rolled into one caring moment where the choice is made.

As I run and not let myself equal the impossible.

Even though I miss and I mourn.

Even as I am filled with sadness that I will not get to see them.

I know they are safe.

I know that life takes a strange path to find an answer that was always there.

Here I go weeping for joy.

Here I go dancing this day into the next.

Here I go taking in feeling and using it for good.

Here I Go looking for tomorrow  Which IS just like looking for today.  

Tomorrow  equals new experiences.

Tomorrow   IS the path less Traveled and more Traveled by others.

Tomorrow   IS missing the ones I hold Dearest.

But for now I tell you I love you.

I love you more than you know.

But we know, that we are never not together.

Because tomorrow  IS where the memories and the Present collide to form the new and exciting.  

Tomorrow  IS a lways in the Past and the Now.

So get up and dance to the new.

Dance to the present, and the past.

So get up and dance to the undecided.

Because we all know that the meaning will be with us and reveal itself when our eyes stop looking.  

But please do not stop looking at the same stars.
Or even the same sun and moon.
For even if the sun is a star.
It is the one that will truly guide me home. 

What We Lost(What Was There)

"I need you. Like the dragonfly's wings need the wind. Like the orphan needs home once again. Like Heaven needs more to come in." ~Copeland

~What We Lost (What Was There)~

Let us remember those we have lost.

Bow our heads and meditate on what is gone.

We listened and learned a lesson.

We then forgot and moved on from what we found was true.

We now build these walls that tower above the sky.

We hide inside trying to forget what has dissipated.

Weeping next to nothing because we are too scared to try.

We weep to forget that once we had faith.

So what else is lost?

Hope, love, and purpose.

We lost it all because we took it for granted.

We did this instead of remembering and using what we once knew to be true.

Do not let yourself die, when life is just on the next hill over.

These walls can be torn down.

When you look there could be writing on the wall.

But what will it say?

History repeats itself.

Which one will repeat for us?

Will you learn to tear down the prison you have built?

Or will the writing spell out your demise?

Where does your trust lie?

I choose mercy, and I choose to reclaim what I lost.

For when I do this I have someone to rely on.

For when I do this I am not alone.

In Front of You?

"Everyday a choice is made. Everyday I choose my fate." ~Switchfoot

~In Front of You~

Emotions fly like the birds in the sky.

Running and jumping spreading wings and denying once or twice.

Prayers thrown up and caught not being allowed to make it to Heaven.

Emotions that fly, where faith has been replaced by human desire. 

What do you do when a furnace is placed in front of you?

Will your emotions save you?

When the fire melts and burns you. 

Even before you are pushed in. 

The compromise will come.

The time to choose what you truly believe. 

Is it the testimony of Christ?

Or will it be the compromise that took your soul by surprise. 

Truth is not always popular.

It is usually in direct defiance to the norms of the world.

Truth is set before our eyes like glasses to help us see.

Truth is a fire that is more powerful than any furnace placed by men. 

This furnace can be used by the maker.

It can be used to destroy the ties binding you hands. 

Making it So

But I met God on the street tonight. And He said, 'Choose your battles wisely, or you'll never find me.'"                  ~House of Heroes

~Making it So~

Justice resulting in righteousness. 

Righteousness becoming a saving hand. 
A newborn child learning how to crawl.
Learning to know, that only one can save your soul.

A wave pours over the heads of the unjust.
Washing away the folly of our souls.
Battered by truth.
Healed by the pain that brings hope.

What I have is nothing.
What I do means nothing.
It is meaningless unless it is done by and for the other side.
Unless I let the wave engulf my lack of true understanding. 

I do not compare to perfection.
I am the furthest away from this concept.
But if there is One who is, why would I not worship?

The sin that I do. 

The mistakes I make.
They will be passionately judged by the almighty.
I do not have a chance against His perfection.

God does not get pushed down. 

Unlike us, we suppress the truth.
The truth of the water.
The truth of knowledge that has been shown plainly.

We see the truth and run in the opposite direction. 

It is known in nature and in words that the God of Redemption is truth.
Yet, we run, we run...
God why do we run from you?

Why is it so hard to believe? 

Why do we despise the One who gave it all?
Why are we afraid to believe?
We know the truth but our morality naturally gets in the way.

And yet, the wave comes to purify our rebellion. 

We run into the water to be washed clean.
Because God is Love.
Because the Holy one makes it so.

Absolute

"We want the truth, give us the absolute. We need your help, 'cause we've got nothing left to lose. I know we've tried this thing a million times, but put me out 'cause I'm on fire."

                                                                                                                     ~Thousand Foot Krutch

                Absolute

We are to live accordance to an absolute.
An absolute defined by commandments.
An absolute created out of love.
We will live and obey, the absolute defined by my Savior.

There is a forest that grows at an alarming pace.
Weeds, thorns,and vines.
This is the forest known as life.
A place where all our troubles grow and grow.

Yet we have a hope that one day we can make it through.
To walk free and make it to the forest's edge.
The edge to the other side.
An absolute in accordance to truth, hope, and love.

We need to obey Love not men.
We must obey faith in the truth, rather than a speculation made from mortals mouths.
To hold onto the one we killed.
To accept the plan that is chosen everyday.

Running into truths.
Running from truths.
Retreating from the dance.
No, let's retreat into the hands who created the song and the dance.

To be new and believe. 

To cast aside doubt.
To let the pain fuel our Hope.
To let Love in and to stick to the absolute.

The absolute that the world does not accept.
For the world does not like being told what to do.
They must do it.
They must be the ones to tread these lands.

I choose to be more than what this world has told me to be.
I choose to have a guiding hand.
I choose to trust in Love's
I choose to obey in the One who gave it all.

absolute.

It is Going to Be Okay

"The Devil will proudly pay your way to Hell."

                                       ~Pastor Kenneth Martin

It is Going to Be Okay

The world is alone.

It is alone in the dark.

Discovered and created in light.

But now tarnished and washed over by onyx and shadows.

The powers that be, and the governments are bathed in dark.

People revel in the black and their hope is in themselves.

They do not see the small light in the distance.

The one that will become brighter the more you pray and believe.

History is being manipulated.

Prayer is being forced out.

Prayer comes back during a crisis, but dies with the passing of time.

History is what the media makes it, not what has happened.

Do not be deceived.

That light can still be obtained.

Even when you have been taken away.

Even when the society makes this soil look better than the Lords.

Faith is not always convenient.

Faith will put you at odds with this soil.

We do not belong on this land.,

We are living as immigrants tilling this land until we are brought home.

Absolutes are poison to the ears of this world.

God is not relative, He is absolute.

Commandments are meant to be followed.

Commandments are meant to be obeyed and not taken as a suggestion.

One step closer to the end.

Once step closer to understanding why we hope in spite of the pain.

One step closer to finding out why we pray.

One step closer to the healing call.

This world is alone.

It is bleak in its pleasures.

Do not be deceived by what they say you need.

This world is lonely.

And it is okay when you understand your family is in the Lord.

And it is in others who love Him . . . like me. 

Will I See You on the Other Side?

And a God of redemption could break our routine.

                                                             ~Switchfoot

Will I See You on the Other Side?

Two ways are laid in front of people. 

One is the way of righteousness.

One is the way of wickedness.

A gray light, a gray dark does not exist. 

Is it possible to be happy?

Is joy a myth?

Are blessings ever worth the fight?

Are blessings created by actions and choices?

The lasting moments of happiness begin with a choice.

A choice to dive into fire turning into water. 

To leap instead of doing nothing.

Learning to wait when immediate action will cause strife. 

Do we choose to sleep instead of think.

Do we include their ways into ours,

Or do we influence our ways into theirs. 

An attack from the left, and the right.

Deceptive pleasure that can seep into the marrow of our bones. 

Laughing at words that once disgusted the soul.

A compromise that should never be made. 

We must use the fire to burn it, and the water to wash it away. 

Something has been present since this world began. 

It is what the law of the universe has been based on.

It is also what can save your soul.

The beginning the end, the alpha and omega.

A word that has always been there.

A choice to accept it.

A word that is both fire and water.

The word that turns seeds into trees. 

When the heart is not in it.

When the mind over thinks.

That is when the seed dies.

That is when the roots refuse to grow deep.

But when it works there are defining characteristics.

Everyone knows what they are by the fruit on its branches.

The flowers that sprout.

The undying nature of worship versus pride.

There are defining choices in our world.

Do you choose a life that has an end that is not defended?

Or do you choose the life that gives us a defense?

A life built by fire and by water.

The wicked may seem like they are winning in this life.

They may seem joyous.

Do not be deceived. 

For in the end the choice they have made will lead them to a place not filled with love, faith, and happiness. 

This can be a sad tale.

Or it can be good.

It is well with my soul.

When I burn for Love and swim in Hope.

Go and choose.

This life or another.

Go and choose. 

And I hope to see you on the other side.