Can you blame me?
For wishing you were in sight
Being the reason I’m always in a fight
Tell me.
Can you teach me?
To forget about everything
When I’ve learned to keep you in
Save me.
Can you spare me?
From the pain of loving you
From the joy of losing you
Help me.
Will you love me?
When your world is with him still
And I’m nothing but a sting that kills
Can you?
20 January, 2009
Can You?
Posted by Mike at Tuesday, January 20, 2009 1 comments
Labels: love, uncertainty
05 January, 2009
Where The Grass Is Green
Oh field of greens and bounties
Come fill my cup that's empty
Let the sweet aroma of your green grasses
Fill my lungs and sooth my senses.
Let the cool breeze touch my skin
Lay me to sleep, let dream begin
Take me out of this cold place
And let the sun's rays warm my face.
Let your skies of white and blue
Take me away and leave no clue
To a place safe, cozy and warm
Far from thunder and lightning's churn.
Let your crystal waters flow
Wash away the pain and sorrow
Remove the stains and stinking smell
Refresh my spirit, my strength as well.
Come to me now, oh dear sweet valley
Come fill my cup with thy bounty
Restore unto me my precious glory
Just like a flower blossoming in beauty.
Posted by Mike at Monday, January 05, 2009 2 comments
27 December, 2008
Expression of His Grace
A young child loses his family in a tragedy. An elderly woman raped by her own grandson. A healthy person dies of cancer. These and more of what life has to offer mystifies the human soul. Life is so fragile that at a moment's glance it is gone.
Our family spent our Christmas at the hospital. To some, they may see it as a tragic event, but for us, it is times where we see miracles happen, a time when grace abounds. A moment to celebrate life the way our Father designed it.
Due to human's minute understanding of God's sovereignty, we tend to blame God for the things that happened to us. We let our emotions bring us to the level where we despise God and find our own means. Little do we understand that when we are despondent, it is also the time when he had carried the burden for us. Remember the "Footprints in the Sand?" Then again, we are stubborn and ungrateful. We only want to see things that we wanted and as a result, we fail and dishonor God. We overlook the blessings that would have been flowing towards us if we had followed God's plan.
I am a witness to God's sovereign power over us. We could have celebrated Christmas in pain and agony but instead, we had a peaceful heart knowing that if we would lift our burdens to Him and have faith, life isn't awful at all.
"Rejoice, you people of Jerusalem! Rejoice in the Lord your God! For the rains he sends are an expression of his grace. Once more the autumn rains will come, as well as the rains of spring." - Joel 2:23
Posted by Mike at Saturday, December 27, 2008 0 comments
Labels: personal
17 December, 2008
Life In Mono
when all is empty
when all is lost
when all that I've gathered
was nothing but a loss
whom shall I turn to?
where shall I start?
when words have been said
when everything is done
when all of the promises
have been kept but none
to whom do I believe?
to whom shall I run?
when melody fades
and the instruments broken
when lyrics are missing
and note's aren't playing
whom shall I listen to?
what will I sing?
when lips are sealed
and smiles are held
when speaking is nothing more
but losing than winning
what will I hear?
how shall I bear?
when philosophy is a means
to understanding each other
when logic is important
over humility and compassion
will there be love in caring?
will there be joy in giving?
life is colored then in monochrome
and songs are sung in monotone
words will be heavy like a rolling stone
hearts will be as cold as an empty home.
Posted by Mike at Wednesday, December 17, 2008 0 comments
Labels: solitude, uncertainty
16 December, 2008
Wasted Time
I've lost this time and past
I could never make everything last
Because time flies so fast
One day you're here, gone tomorrow in a flash.
A lot of time I have wasted
A moment's sweetness I have tasted
A second or two it lasted
The rest of the time I am busted.
If only I could turn back time
I would go back to when you're mine
I'll chase every memory and chime
For you and me to be in rhyme.
But time is gone so fast it traveled
I am left alone and I wandered
A game I've made, now I surrendered
I'm giving up, before hope is shattered.
Posted by Mike at Tuesday, December 16, 2008 0 comments
Labels: solitude
