Pressing Forward
He is all I need when I’m down and tossed around
He is the starry night, the fighter I need to fight the fire of Life
I am so sorry I have hurt You
Dear Everyone, I apologize
For the cries and broken ties
The written Verses are not curses but Blessings
I want to please everyone, please forgive me for pleasing everyone but You.
What if I’m a failure
For failure burns like being trapped in a hot fire in an old house that falls to the ground like a broken marriage
What if I lose my love
What if I lose my family
Does it all really matter?
Will the people I hurt forget to love me again?
Ye, even though I walk through the valley of the shadow that crawls through my bedroom window at night
For I know the plans I have for you to help you lead others to Me
Should I let my emotions control me?
What if emotions are killing our world like the terrorists kill our lives and our hearts
May the music lead me on!
Should the music lead me on?
And yet, maybe it is all inside of our heads
Everything that once happened seems to happen again, history repeats itself and no one can stop it like the train that runs off the tracks of our minds that wander to places they shouldn’t go
Where should I go?
Should I get a job should I call a cab and flee like the birds of the night sky flee to the morning rise of the Sun?
Emotions are like oceans that sweep us away in rip tides and hurricanes
Old men need canes even though they used to ski the waters with their perfect legs
Why do I hurt Him?
Why do I hurt others?
Why do I do what I don’t want to do like Paul who landed himself in prison for trying so hard, yet he will win the ultimate Prize even though his eyes were blinded
Logic is key
The key that unlocks the door to even more confusion and chaos that only emotion can brings us away from
We all need a balance, like the balance beam that my love and I play on in our minds as love totters back and forth and back and forth
How do I keep that love alive?
But I know I must build my hope on that Solid Rock that never fails
So thankful am I He never fails
Isn’t it funny how music takes so much logic to put together yet only emotion to enjoy?
The Music that flows through my veins like the freezing rain that blows through the windowpanes that gains my ever-fading attention
Will never wash the warm sunshine from my hair and my stare into the evening
Unaware
I pray the hurt I cause others will fade into the soft evening wind that tumbles across the sky and prairie like tumbleweed
A new day is here, and I can hear the sounds of children laughing and birds singing and a hope that sings louder than all else.
And in case there isn’t, I know I am safe by the blood. For the blood that binds mankind to Him is all that matters, so I shall throw away the matters of my life that really don’t matter
Nostalgia brings us back to better times
But then again I’m not so sure
Because we don’t remember that December cold and bitter feeling of old
Repression can lead to depression if we are not careful of the things we chose to repress like the dresser that held all of my old treasure boxes
For where your treasure is there your heart will be also
He is my only treasure
May my faith be like a child’s, or I will never get to be with Him
Oh to be a child again
So maybe in my joy I’ll find that treasure in a field
Hide it away
And give my all to buy that field
Oh to be a child again
Pressing Forward
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