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Monday, December 5, 2022

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John My Beloved

Are we to speak, first day of the weekStumbling words at the barBeauty blue eyes, my order of friesLong Island kindness and wineBeloved of John, I get it all wrongI read you for some kind of poemCovered in lines, the fossils I findHave they no life of their own?

So can we pretend sweetlyBefore the mystery ends?I am a man with a heart that offendsWith its lonely and greedy demandsThere's only a shadow of me in a matter of speaking I'm dead

Such a waste, your beautiful faceStumbling carpet ariseGo follow your gem, your white feathered friendIcarus, point to the sunIf history speaks of two baby teethI'm painting the hills blue and redThey said beware, Lord hear my prayerI've wasted my throes on your head

So can we be friends, sweetlyBefore the mystery ends?I love you more than the world can containIn its lonely and ramshackle headThere's only a shadow of me in a matter of speaking I'm dead

I'm holding my breathMy tongue on your chestWhat can be said of my heart?If history speaks, the kiss on my cheekWhere there remains but a markBeloved my John, so I'll carry onCounting my cards down to oneAnd when I am dead, come visit my bedMy fossil is bright in the sun

So can we contend, peacefullyBefore my history ends?Jesus I need you, be near me, come shield meFrom fossils that fall on my headThere's only a shadow of me in a matter of speaking I'm dead

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Sufjan Stevens

John My Beloved lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Sunday, December 4, 2022

God Is In This Story

There's torn up pages in this book

Words that tell me I'm no good

Chapters that defined me for so long

But the hands of grace and endless love

Dusted off and picked me up

Told my heart that hope is never gone

God is in this storyGod is in the detailsEven in the broken partsHe holds my heart, He never failsWhen I'm at my weakestI will trust in JesusAlways in the highs and lowsThe One who goes before meGod is in this story

So if the storm you're walking throughFeels like it's too much and youWonder if He even cares at allWell, hold on tight to what you knowHe promised He won't let you goYour song of healing's written in His scars

If it reads like addictionIf it reads like diseaseHe's the One who frees the prisonerHe's the healer of all thingsIf it reads like depressionIf it reads broken homeHe's the One who holds your sorrowHe won't leave you here alone

God is in this storyGod is in the detailsEven in the broken partsHe holds my heart, He never failsWhen I'm at my weakestI will trust in JesusAlways in the highs and lowsThe One who goes before me

Always in the highs and lowsThe One who goes before meGod is in this story (you're in this story)God is in my story (right here in my story)

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Jeff Pardo / Ethan Hulse / Katy Nichole

God Is in This Story lyrics © Universal Music - Brentwood Benson Songs, Meaux Mercy Publishing, Be Essential Songs

Saturday, December 3, 2022

We Were Once All Friends

We were once all friends, the four of us.

I have a photo frame of us on my tall dresser,

But like everything else not built on the Substantial,

It will not last and it will be just a memory.

A memory I have looked to a lot.

First, My Smartest Friend and The One Who Should Know Me Better

Had a falling out, after My Smartest Friend and her then fiancé broke up.

The One Who Should Know Me Better tried, she really did, in her own way.

She initiated in reaching out, sending her memes, thinking she was helping.

In her mind she was, and My Smartest Friend only said the truth in drunken madness.

Then, My Smartest Friend moved away, fully in escapism.

Our friendship was not the same, and I thought she was not talking to me.

Eventually she reached out to me, and she said she cut everyone out.

I needed time away from her, it was good for my soul.

But she came back, and is in my life today.

Meanwhile, The One Who Should Know Me Better and The One Who Knows Me Better

Were having their own thing, of which I did not then know.

The One Who Knows Me Better left her husband, and stayed off and on with

The One Who Should Know Me Better and the One Who I Don't Know Well Enough.

The four of us spent quite a bit of time together the last couple months of last year.

The One Who Should Know Me Better was broken up with by her boyfriend,

The One Who I Don't Know Well Enough, at he beginning of this year,

Causing a spiral in her, a brokenness that no person knew how would play out.

All the meanwhile, The One Who Knows Me Better was still hurting,

And The One Who Should Know Me Better was unknowingly insensitive to her.

The One Know Who Knows Me Better and Less started seeing

The One Who I Don't Know Well Enough,

And he has made her feel loved like never before.

She deserves to feel loved, and I hope she gets more than she's been given before.

When The One Who Should Know Me Better found out, she was unspeakably livid.

Their friendship had a fall out, a very long time coming.

I am/ was individually friends with all three.

Now The One Who Should Know Me Better wants me to choose.

I won't. I choose them all. I am not defriending any of them.

But I will also not let her control me.

We were once all friends, the four of us.

I have a photo frame of us on my tall dresser,

And I will cherish parts of the last eight years.

But like everything else not built on the Substantial,

This too will fade, and the last eight years will be just a memory.

Wednesday, November 30, 2022

A Thanksgiving of Firsts

This Thanksgiving was a time of many firsts.

The first time away from my family,

The first time going to see buying a live tree,

The first time being on the outside.

The first time being with friends for the big day.

Every year past I have been with my family.

One year with my best friend and her dad too,

But this year was different.

My one friend is without her family,

While her husband is with some of his.

My beloved sister and brother in law

Stayed home, for reasons unwanted.

After being back, my parents have been different.

My mother gave me a big hug as soon as she saw me,

And my dad made it a point to talk to me before work.

I just hope this connection continues.

Friday, October 28, 2022

She Tried To Teach Me

My mother taught me so much,
Including about abuse -

Physical, sexual, everything she knew -

She protected me in every way she knew how.

That didn't stop what happened,

Though she wanted it to.

She protected me from so much -

And I hope she knows how valuable she is.

Every time I talk to her, she seems to take things personally,

Like the young woman who is living with us,

We are all sensitive, and yet we can't seem to find a way to communicate.

You have used Oprah - You can use anyone and anything.

I learned that from my mother.

I am more thankful than she knows,

I have been more hurt than she would have ever wanted,

And yet here I am - in You, God.

You are the only One who matters.

She DID teach me that.

So this post is dedicated to my mother,

Who You gave me - Thank You.

Wednesday, October 26, 2022

The Art of Friendship

A week away,
With the two newlyweds.

Only a month after a move,

Though it seems like more.

Two friends who don't know

How to be healthy friends,

Learning while feeling weak,

Always having sights on the next thing.

I don't know everything,

But I know it meant that we came.

Actions speak louder than words,

And I hope they felt that.

Friday, October 14, 2022

In The Secret Quiet Place

In the secret in the quiet placeIn the stillness You are thereIn the secret in the quiet hourI wait only for You'Cause I want to, I wanna know You more

I want to know YouI want to hear Your voiceI want to know You moreI want to touch YouI want to see Your faceI want to know You more

I'm reaching for the highest goalThat I might receive the prizePressing onward, pushing every hindrance asideOut of my way'Cause I want to, I wanna know You more

I want to know YouI want to hear Your voiceI want to know You moreI want to touch YouI want to see Your faceI want to know You moreI wanna know You more and moreI want to know YouI want to hear Your voiceI want to know You moreI want to touch YouI want to see Your faceI want to know You more

I am reaching for the highest goalThat I might receive the prizePressing onward, pushing every hindrance asideOut of my way'Cause I want to know You more, Jesus

I want to know YouI want to hear Your voiceI want to know You moreI want to touch YouI want to see Your faceI want to know You-I want to know You moreI want to know YouI want to hear Your voiceI want to know You moreI want to touch YouI want to see Your faceI want to know You more

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Andy Park