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| I like this even better than Part I :-) |
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| Awesome...sounds like a lesson you could learn at the beach!
Pat, that's good stuff. Still I WANT TO HEAR YA SING IT!
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| I have found that by allowing God to walk you through darkness, people can realy see that the light in you is not of you...but through you. I speak professionally but even the most articulate person in the world cannot put in words the awesome love of God that is able to uphold you when you have lost your world... |
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| Your song is very good... I would love to hear it. Is it possible to post a song you play on here? I have no idea. I am certain it is lovely. God has not made me very musical, but poetry just flows out. I love it when He inspires me through the pain I have suffered to write something that will inspire others or comfort others. God is truly an awesome God.
Here is one of my poems. Please let me know what you think...
A Look Into My Future
In a dream I can see…
I hold my breath and look intensely into my future…
I see no pain, no pain at all.
The tears do not fall,
they cannot fall in the future.
There is no suffering,
no suffering at all.
All I see is light, light coming from everywhere,
the light of the future that shines through the dark,
the darkness of what I used to know.
But am I dead, my body and my spirit
just lying there thinking, though silent and still?
I cannot die though my body might be broken,
no brokenness holds place in the light.
He comes to me, standing right before me.
I fall to my knees in awe… He comes to me.
Closing my eyes, my eyelids thick and heavy,
scales falling down, fall down around me now.
Murky waters pungent in smell break free from my shell
bursting through the seams of my skin.
Lifting my face His eyes empty all the darkness,
without a word, filling me with new life.
Waters straight from the streams of Heaven
replace the murky waters now forever gone.
His hand touches my new skin translucent
and free from the boundaries it once contained.
He guides me gently to a glowing furnace but I am not afraid.
His peace envelopes, engulfs, protects and
secures my spirit now on fire…
a fire that does not burn yet melts away the old…
a fire within my heart churning, yearning and new.
He waits smiling with a fathers smile,
proud He stands waiting
for me to be refined in the furnace.
Illuminating light looks upon his face
and is reflected in His eyes,
I realize the light is coming from me…
and my heart is in awe.
My emotions melt within my spirit
overflowing with a beauty I have never known.
I see now I am whole…
I am alive in His presence.
I am ready to be presented to my Father.
“Awake now,” He says…
“Awaken and know your future”.
By Kelly L. Watts
©February 19, 2005
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| 1st...put it in a blog and post it...
2nd...I think an important part of Christians writing through pain is including promised victory...which you have captured perfectly
3rd...I love your poem...it is awesome...I have another song which I will eventually post that is similar...you have also captured the before, during, and after of God's divine hand surgically seperating from us the death that plagues us...
4th...I love your use of language...a fire that doesn't burn yet melts away the old...to be consumed but not burned...very good
People that look at me don't see a writer...but I cannot imagine anything else. Being a writer is a calling unique to itself...and those who do not passionately pursue this cannot understand the weight on a writer's heart when it's time to write. Writer's deal with depression...that is why so many commit suicide.
As a believer, it is important to understand that in all places we find ourselves...we are victorious. When we just "complain" with our writing, what light can we show? People love to feel miserable, hence the whole grunge movement...Christians who lose sight of that forget that God creates some of His most beautiful paintings with canvases that have been thrown away...that is our blessing. To share with others our heart in a way they can read and say "me too" yet offer them life and hope through it.
Keep writing...and copyrighting |
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| Webyouthpastor;
God has given me a writer's heart and I fully understand the 'prone to depression'. Most of my earlier writing was all doom and gloom, though God led me through that to a place of victory over it and now to a new place - of sharing and hopefully blessing others. God communicates in so many ways... to some it is in song, others poetry, others dreams or visions etc., I feel blessed that God communicates with me at all.
The other day I was praying on the way home, it was snowing outside and I was sad because I do not like snow in March... I remember having this thought put out there in my head for God, "I don't like snow God", just a simple thought... and the second it passed through my mind the snow stopped. It was like a blizzard snow one second and then it suddenly stopped and the road before me was clear. I praised God with great enthusiasm, relishing those few moments without snow. It started up again after I got home, though I felt like God heard my thought and had compassion upon my sadness for a moment - and I was blessed. I don't know for certain that God would do that for me or if He actually did, but I took it as a smile from God and it made my heart glad. He communicates with us in even the little things and I praise Him for His desires to have a relationship with us.
I'll continue with my writing, as should you. (always copyrighting)
Blessings |
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| I couldn't imagine anything else Kell...and I miss snow terribly |
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| I don't miss snow! I did not like being cooped up in the house for weeks with toddlers! It would take us 20 minutes to get J & J bundled up to go outside and after about 90 secs in the snow, they were ready to come in! Then it took another 10 minutes to un-layer them! AAHH!
(I did like snow skiing though.)
Also, not being very graceful, despite years of dance class, made walking on ice difficult. Nope, don't miss it!
Funny memory, as a kid in Louisiana, we wished for snow all the time because we wanted to have a snowball fight. One genius 8 year old friend had the bright idea of just using ice cubes instead. Makes sense, right? Well, about 20 minutes into the "snowball/ice fight" a little girl from the neighborhood was at the ER for a cut above her eye from a "snowball". Gosh, I remember those days when, as kids, we knew everything! |
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| Yep...we knew everything...funny thing is we still do |
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| You know I love this. I know the events and what you had to go through to get the words for this song. All of your words are amazing. You are by far the most incredible writer I've ever known. I happen to know all your songs are written by your personal life trials and triumphs. Keep on writing as God gives the lyrics to your heart. I truly love you.
Love,
AFNMW
Yuci |
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YUK!!!!! you two need to quit flirting on mychurch! |
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Lyrics are great. Would love to hear the instrumentation though... got an .mp3 of the song?
There should be a way for Christians to exchange song ideas, worship tunes, etc... there's probably a lot of great stuff I'd love to get my hands on to worship the Lord with. |
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| Thanks Cheryl, it was hard to write but it brings the eternal hope for light in an ever growing darkness |
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| WYP, can you post audio with these songs. The words are awesome, but, as I am sure you know, it is the music that sinks into the soul. I would love to hear some of them... |
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| I am working on a recording project as we speak to get that accomplished...bear with me a couple more months...I will have them on. |
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