At Last

green, majestic ridges,

rolling lazily, across

bright, blue skies,

too beautiful,

too wonderful;

a place only

dreamed about;

it is here, where the

road ends,

that tomorrow begins,

no more uncertainty,

no more empty future,

the final home,

the last stand;

freedom,

at last;

they have taken all

there is to take,

the last hope, the final drop,

nothing more to give,

nothing left to lose;

freedom,

at last;

together, we shall face

the approaching night,

together, we shall walk into

the growing light;

freedom,

at last.

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everyday

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?”   Matthew 6:25-27

“Whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for my sake will find it.”   Matthew 10:39

That whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have eternal life. For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.   John 3:15-16

And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst.   John 6:35

some hold on a little longer,

some a little less,

eventually, the sun does set

on us all,

in the end we become equal,

as cruel as this might seem,

at least it is unconditional and

without favor;

God is no respecter

of persons;

I think about all the

missed opportunities,

all the special individuals,

all the moments which

slipped through my fingers,

all the chances to tell them

how very unique they were,

how much I loved them,

but the time came and went;

now they are gone;

everyday I wait for freedom,

everyday I hang on for tomorrow,

everyday I fight the battle,

everyday I lose the war;

life is not about happiness and joy,

life is not about self-discovery,

life is not about self-satisfaction, or

self-motivation, or any kind of self

at all;

life is about love and forgiveness,

life is about doing unto others,

as you would have them

do unto you,

life is about coming to the

realization, that we all have

fallen short, that none of us

are going to escape

on our own,

life is about loving God,

with all your mind and

soul;

everyday I wait for freedom,

everyday I hang on for tomorrow,

everyday I fight the battle,

everyday I lose the war.

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The Final Frontier

By myself I have sworn, my mouth has uttered in all integrity a word that will not be revoked; Before me every knee will bow, by me every tongue will swear. Isaiah 45:23

Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.    Philippians 2:9-11

at last, the final frontier,

prison bars removed,

iniquity and filth buried

in the ground,

freedom forever;

fear and doubt

no more;

so close, the taste burns

within your dry, empty mouth,

truth uninterrupted,

light without limit,

glory beyond imagination,

flesh without sin;

life without death;

it is here, You have brought me,

it is now for which I have waited,

perfect power, pure and

unblemished;

every knee shall bow,

every tongue shall confess.

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Anyway

And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them. This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment: In this world we are like Jesus. There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love. We love because he first loved us. Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. And he has given us this command: Anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.   1 John 4:16-21

in the morning, I search for Your light,

shining amidst the pre-dawn shadows,

burning like a beacon in the night,

showing the way to freedom,

guiding the path to life;

I love You, because You

loved me first,

when I broke Your heart,

You loved me anyway,

when I deserved only punishment,

You loved me anyway,

when I helped nail You to

that cross,

You loved me anyway;

I stumble and fall,

You pick me up once again,

I run and hide, You patiently

stand waiting,

I spread seeds of hatred

and doubt,

You love me anyway;

no one knows the struggle,

no one understands the darkness,

no one feels the emptiness,

but You;

and though no one else sees,

it is enough that You do.

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Ready

I don’t write a lot anymore,

it’s not that I can’t, it’s just that

there isn’t much left to say,

I have been to the dark edge,

I have seen the other side,

I have known the lies,

I have known the truth,

I have felt the light,

I am ready for the end,

I am ready for the night;

I am ready to begin;

I have been blessed in ways

words can never describe,

there is nothing that I desire,

there is nothing that I want,

everyday is a gift,

every minute a miracle,

every breath a reprieve,

this body continues to struggle,

but it is only temporary,

a slight inconvenience,

a momentary delay,

it will fade like the evening sun,

all that will be left is love;

all that will be left is You;

You have made this possible,

You have brought me to this place

I could never find by myself,

You continue to stand by my side,

when death is all I deserve,

You continue loving me, when I

can’t even love myself;

You are my King,

You are my Lord,

You are my Everything.

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Part of the Cost

southern boys like their trucks,

clean and sweet,

moaning and groaning,

like fresh young virgins,

on warm Saturday nights;

dreamers dream,

lovers love,

sleepers sleep,

inside, we all silently weep;

part of the cost,

part of the loss;

kingdoms crumble,

melting like sand castles

beneath mighty ocean waves,

crashing violently upon white

sugary beaches,

stranding aqua-blue jelly fish

for all eternity;

part of the cost,

part of the loss;

haughty, petulant children,

searching in vain, for

honor and truth,

hidden among ruins and

ancient halls of perfect darkness,

never finding,

never knowing,

never understanding;

part of the cost,

part of the loss;

so many memories,

so much lost along

the way,

hanging on, holding on

with everything we have,

but in the end they fade away,

like the early morning mist

before the noon day sun,

and all that is left are echoes,

silently bouncing off empty

forgotten walls,

there is no hiding in this

solitary world,

no sanctuary,

no turning back;

part of the cost,

part of the loss;

through it all,

You continue to look down,

through it all,

You stand by my side,

You are the beginning,

You are the end,

You are all there is,

do not leave me here Lord,

do not forsake me,

hear my plea, forgive

my transgressions,

deliver me from evil ways;

bring me home to You.

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freedom

there is a toxicity in the air,

a shallow kind of pall,

a quiet mushrooming hush,

as the clouds wait in witness;

I’ve started losing track of the days,

words no longer have meaning,

people and places become a blur,

my life fades like the night;

through it all You remain;

the myths are stripped away,

the moments silently await,

little boys stare at fastballs,

floating lazily down the middle

of the plate, the promise looms on the

distant horizon, 70 yards of open field,

lies just ahead,

You were there in the beginning,

You are there in the end;

through it all You remain;

the edge does not hold the fear

it once did, the darkness but a whisper,

the distance lessens, as You become

one step closer;

just one beat;

just one breath;

freedom;

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