Unseen

spirit of the age
break inside of me
Lord lose the spirit
world on me

give me a revelation
of the unseen
i want to see the
holiness of this moment

what battle rages
what war is there
for my soul

spill out.
break out.
over me.
around me.

the unseen i want to see.

encounters
with angels
confrontations
with demons

take me in the spirit Lord

may i see
Your exceeding power
and greatness

i've got to get close

i must taste the spirit
my eyes burning,
ears pierced by the sounds

to hold glory in my hands
the holy

make me holy like You
purify the insides of me

i can hear drums of Zion
marching towards me
i can feel in my chest

o consume this human heart

rumbling
on the inside of me

Your cloud of glory falls
revelation
revelation
revelation of You

How much did it cost
for Jesus on that cross

i want to feel it
i want to know it

Joy to My Soul

how indelibly faithful He is to me
just, true, unending goodness
can you see the glory of this?
uncompromisingly merciful

bearing the mark on my heart
wearing the seal on my arm
forever claimed to the Lord of all
blessed by courts of heaven

glory to the righteous one
honor and praise inflicted upon His spirit
shall I stay awhile to know You
bursts of compassion exude forth

breath of life
fire of justice
wind of truth
wine of joy

come swiftly sweet Jesus
like the robin's song
You are refreshment
unto my soul

the promise of Your presence
is my lasting endurance
every morning you deliver
great are Your mighty plans!

Your Embrace Feels Like Home

The little beggar girl lives inside of me
Never satisfied with love man brings
Searching anywhere to find what matter most yet
Everything she knows is now lost

She sold herself for a last chance at knowing love
Prostituted everything she could have thought of
Funny thing is tears are the same as rain
Tears leave a stain on her face

Where's her justice?
Where is her voice from the crowd?
Since when did it become ok to take away her innocence?
You grown men you have a responsibility

Society is killing me,
Its killing our daughters,
its killing everything
We have sabotaged life

Bondage is the favorite thing
Self-inflicted wounds of shame
Because there's no sense of security
Goodbye land of the free

No exceptions: a failed human being
Wrapped up in complacency
I am a mystery surrounded in hypocrisy
Without the grace of God Almighty

Rain down cleansing grace
I'm in need of a brand new face
Wipe myself clean of the world's dirty deeds
Suddenly I'm not alone

Your embrace feels like home

New Mercy

"He's faithful to the end
He's faithful to my heart
He's faithful to the end
He will come and marry me"

He is the only one who will come and fill this place of hopelessness
Somehow He hears my tears as they fall
He listens to my eyes pleading for grace and new mercy
The promise of faithful surrender is close to His heart

Glory of God,
Jealous for His bride: me
Why?
How come?
Me.
Such broken, rotten, twisted piece of the body
How could He do this?
Can I receive the freedom without shame?

Goodness in all measure
Faithful to the end
Promise of forever

Found My Blog!

Funny thing, I just found this blog. I mean, it is mine I just never recalled that it was floating out in cyber space. Let me tell you, it is quite weird reading the things I once posted. Boy, I am such a different person. I'm not going to delete those posts, embarrassing as they may be. That was who I am, those were genuinely feeling and thoughts that emulated out of the same body that writes this now.

No, I'm not going to be a journalist... I know you were so curious to find out what happened! Well, I found Jesus... again. It's nice, I quite enjoy the joy of the Lord, the fulfillment of His love and the power of the Holy Spirit. This blog will be a sparse recap of life until now. I actually really think I may start blogging consistently. Hold on, here we go!

November 2008-July 2009: Senior year party days filled with drama, boys, low self-esteem, ditching class, drama and more boys.
July 2009: Australia w/Sarah Northup; reconnecting with the person God created me to be, lifting the oppression of my spirit and freedom in truth and acceptance.
September 2009: Newbreak School of Ministry
December 2009- January 2010: International House of Prayer in Kansas City, MO, life radically changed, transformed by the renewing of my mind and a call to fasting and prayer
Now: Called to OneThing Internship @ IHOP-KC waiting to hear back if I got accepted then raise support!

God's done so many radical things in my life which I will share at a later note as well as poems, journal excerpts and quotes. I like this, just freedom typing away into the nothingness of the night... it's nice.

poema

driving through an endless fog
just to get to you
just to breathe when you do
together, but apart

i can't think clearly
i can't inhale deeply
i can't look away
i can't control this

tell me why
there is a connection to my heart
i never want to hear you say
you want to be without me

i just follow
wherever it takes me
there i go
to keep my head from missing you

spinning with you in fields
laughing near the ends
falling
falling
oh how i enjoy falling with you

there you go
turning me inside out

orange chair, pale yellow wall

you know its real
when the 6'3 man sits in a fading orange chair
sinking into the depths of antique springs
brown, steel toe boots retired
knuckles scabbed
reading glasses perched low on the bridge of his nose

who is he?
just a bearded man,
sitting in a coffee shop reading an economics book?
an ex-spy winding down after a long day of paperwork?
a hopeless poet waiting for his muse to come back?

a pleasant glean on his face
a half smile
focused,
determined,
seemingly stoic

as his wristwatch beeps
signaling who knows what
he stands,
stretches,
breathe in,
breathe out,
pace

we are all the same
humans, trying to get by
figuring out this life thing
all we want isn't all we need

scarlet souls
living out loud