-Atmosphere of Grace-

Wondering waves, peace crashes down
Grace oozes on Gods people all around
Nothing compares, the word is felt
The love of our Lord, makes our heart just melt
He forms that shapeless goo and has his way
And then his will is ours and ours to stay,
The sheep wait, rest and hear his word
and when he points, they run, as the herd
Sweet aquiesence
Its all in the blood
When sin quietly agrees
As its thrown into the mud
While we stand, holy clean and humble
the saviors coming is heard with a rumble 
''I AM VICTORIOUS and I AM God'
His people are his scepter and glorious rod
No will attempt, to even start to dream
How life without this Lighf could ever seem
Lifeless and painful
And nothing to show
but On that glorious day where our faces will glow
As we watch and stare as our filth burns up
And all thats left is a pure gold cup
That pours praise and worship from the lips of the saints
That no man's sin will ever taint
And His kingdom will be forever and ever
with absolutely no end
And the coming paradise that is too good  for us lowly sheep to comprehend.
But soon, and oh so soon

We will gather together to behold

In our newly donned bodies

 the streets of gold

And we'll look far back

And even if that, if we would ever want to

And see the things that filled our lack of "meaning" and "want to's"  

And it'll all be in vain

Except for what really came

To benefit the kingdom of god 

And I'll want to abstain

From being untame

And return to being His rod.

For that's our place, giving him glory

And if you say otherwise, go read a story

Of Gods will for us and you'll see you're wrong

So join me as I finish this psalm

Glory to God and Bless his holy name

Because that's is our goal, one in the same.

Sent from my iPod

-love-

In honor of vday.

Love is a word the world strangly defines
But The Bible shows it is heavenly devine
So let's understand what God does say
so I can show people Love everyday.

Love is patient, love is kind.
His love should be Godly, maybe a poet with rhymes :)
It does not envy, it does not boast,
Let him be humble to be your uttermost
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,
Let him be polite when together you're meeting
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Let him praise your beauty in the lovely of songs
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
Let him cherish you like Boaz,
being his Ruth
It always protects, always trusts,
His care won't fade and break with rust
always hopes, always perseveres.
Let his life, to Jesus, always cohear.

Sent from my iPod

-season for all-

The coming and going
its all in the plans
but the sobbing and crying
we might not understand
loss has a reason
but the task seems tall
but there is a season
and a season for all

Ray was kind, an example of hope
the structure, the leader, holding onto the rope
love abounding for all that he knew
and love for all those unencountered and new
And now In Heaven, where he's chillin is right now
He's running to Jesus as fast as he allows
I know he is STANDING big bright and tall
because he knows there is a season and a season for all

Callie, "pappaw", was frugal, strong and smart
fixing things to save his cash from going to the mart
and when we were bored and had just nothin' to do
he pulled out the "tractor train"
while we screamed "whoo hoo!"
Hanna proudly sung as loud as she could
keeping my balance as I sat on the wood
You had to leave us when I was a young teen
but as you walked into heaven I wish I could've seen
you fall on your knees as you heard the call
there's a season for everything
a season for all

Dedicated to people who have answered the call
only to leave an example for us all
about what love is and how to love God
and as we see I bet He applauds.