This is a place of ME. This is a place where I will let the walls down and be honest. Joys and stories or tears and heartbreaks, they will all be here. Devotionals to poems, my heart is open to you. I will love well. I will love you and honor you by allowing you into my brokenness and the truth that God has reviled to me. This is a place of Me.

Saturday, November 15, 2008


Every time I look around me what do I see?
People haply ever after,
At least for a month or two.

But every tine I look I can't see you.
Who are you?
The person I will love.

Do I know you now or do I have to wait?
For my own happy parade to finally start.
To feel your arms around me.

I know it won't be perfect all the time,
It can't be.
But when it is true we will make it just fine.

I need you here now.
The ups and downs of life are slowly killing me.
Where is your comforting hug?

How do you think I can stand now?
Now when everything is falling,
Without your strong arm to cling to Ill sink.

I don't mean to complain,
There are good times too,
Like laughing over fruit juice and singing kids songs.

I want to share them with you too.
The good, crazy, wiled, random side.
You probably won't get but you'll smile anyways.

I'm told I'm unique,
Different in so many ways.
A hard personality to fit.

I'm a colorful person,
Who you can't put a color to.
Can you handle that?

So different from anyone else,
I think it scares all the guys,
Don't tell but it scares even me.

God had to make you really special.
So strong and brave,
But sweet and gentle too.

I can't wait to find you!
To finally stop guessing.
For once just to know!

Who are you?
I wish God would just let me know,
Stop all this guessing and waiting.

I need my prince,
Just like everyone else.
It's Cinderella in reverse.

Monday, November 10, 2008


We are done living.
We say we are dead.
What is death?

I supose it depends what we believe.
Where we will go.
What we will find.

An empty void,
With no emotion or pain.
A state of nothingness.

A burning pit of fire,
Feeling pain for eternity.
Living death as hell.

Perlly gates and golden streets,
Forever in the arms of our creator.
Resting forever on a heavenly cloud.

Death as a good escape?
Death to feel nothing but pain?
Death to bring peace?

Life problems gone forever,
No need to remember to breath.

The heavy cloud gone,
Along with the sun.

Relaxed forever,
Peaceful sleep on heavenly clouds.