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Sunday, May 29, 2005

He said... Come live this life, I was the sacrifice

posted by Christa @ 2:03 PM 1 comments

Friday, May 13, 2005

Shyly

I wasn't sure how I felt when you showed up and took me away before I had even showered. You where as playful as a boy, “Come on it doesn't matter” grinning at me as if you had some surprise.
Walking beside only you almost felt awkward but I loved it all the same. I saw a hopscotch grid on the sidewalk. I wanted to play but was too shy to ask, knowing you would have.
I had never been to that park before; I think that was part of the plan.
We stood on the bridge for a long time. You talked to me about love and life. You talked with me about my disappointments, my loss, my emptiness. You spoke to me about my heart; I was astonished by your gentleness. You only scratched the surface of my shame and of your love for me.
You love me. I am amazed because in a way, I didn't know that before. I mean I had of heard it but when you told me that you don't lecture, criticize, or look down on me for the wrong I do but extend a hand that is full of grace I was overwhelmed and almost did not believe you. I have to admit that even now I cannot capture the implications of your love. It just seems to good to be true.
We walked along the cement path, surrounded by wild flowers. It was as if you had decorated and then in your excitement you came and brought me to see.
The song that was sung I could not repeat for it was too beautiful. I wanted to dance as we walked along, but again I was too shy. So we walked hand in hand, silenced by the song surrounding us.
You did not need to speak with words, all you are captured my fragile heart as you breathed into my soul, “You can trust me.” I think I believe you, and I want to believe you. With all my heart I hope it’s true, cuz I think I want to dance this dance with you Jesus.

"You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free"
-Tom Petty

posted by Christa @ 10:40 AM 2 comments

Friday, May 06, 2005

I want to love but I am afraid of pain
I want to speak but I am afraid someone would hear
I want to live but I do not know what life is
I want to laugh but I am afraid it might echo
I want to die but I am afraid I many never live
I want to stop dead in my tracks, I want to run forever
I want to look but I am afraid I might find
I want to search but I am afraid I might be found
I want to learn but I am afraid that I might forget
I want to win but I am afraid of expectation
I want to speak but I have no words to say
I want to express but I have no way
I want to love but I do not know how
I want life
I so desperately want life but I hate it, I envy it, I am frustrated by it, I need it, I love it, I strive for it

Healer heal me
Savior save me
Maker change me
Lover love me
Cuz I'm so tired of living for
The kind of love
That only lasts for a while
The pain, the shame
Tear me up inside
So I fall on my knees
To get back on my feet again
And I cry out for You
Would You please speak to me
Cuz I'm so tired of living for
The kind of love
That only comes and goes
But Your love
Your love lasts forever
I fall on my knees
To get back on my feet again
And I run hard for You
To enter Your rest
"Healer" by Ten Shekel Shirt


Daddy you are the only one who can deliver me from all my fear, all my pain, all my sorrow; no other will do. No other will satisfy my hungry soul for they are mere men, as am I. Daddy, we all need you, like a fish needs water Daddy we must have you. Apart from you we simply are not. Come to us like cool summer rain, sooth our parched souls. Come to us like a hunter and capture our tired hearts. Come to us like a warrior and set us free. Come to us while we are as we are and let us see you for who you really are.

I know my Redeemer lives. I know my Lover is in love. I know my Warrior is at war. I know my Saviour has saved me. I know my Friend hears me when I speak.Let it go from my head and into my heart.

posted by Christa @ 11:55 PM 0 comments