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What Once Was

 

Ashes to the ground then to the sky
While this fire it burns,
And the wild cry of Camelot rises
From the ruins of what once was
England’s glory and pride
Because peace and wisdom were sought after
And fought for,
A King wanting that for his people.

But Lady Peace and Lady Wisdom,
War is in this country of yours.
Blood is the color of your skies, Camelot,
As tempers are lost and no one seems
To seek for you, Lady Wisdom;
And your quiet strength, Lady Peace,
Are not in many of the hearts of men,
But instead mayhem – the Devil’s tool and foothold.

Lives are lost and sacrificed, and the living
Forget how to breathe
As they focus that the ones they love
Are dead and not coming back,
And not on what their loved ones gave to them
When they were with them.
So sacrifices made for them and the love
That was given are forgotten as if it were nothing.

O Camelot, O Camelot,
Why did you do that?
Why did you not trust your King?
Why did you take the lies for truth, and truth for lies?
Why did you lose what you should have
Held onto, and yourself?
Trust the hope that was waiting for you in this darkness?
That God would take you by the hand to lead you?

Will you do it again, though, like you once did before?
Will you believe with me, borrow what is mine and what I have
To help you in these journeys that we both have?
Will you slip your hand into His hand, Someone oh so beyond all this
That we know and everything else?
Borrow my smile, my laughter, my hope, my faith, and my peace?
Just take it, my love; I want to give you these flowers
That you’ve seen and grown to know that I love.

You’ve pushed Lady Wisdom aside during this time,
Getting caught by all that is happening –
Will you listen to her now, though, to her sharing her heart?
That this suffering we see is not for nothing,
Unless we make into nothing, though?
Because if you make the suffering and sacrifices that have happened
Into nothing, just like that,
Then it will be nothing to you when all along
It was something real in this world we live in to hold onto.

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4/6/16

Here’s a happy birthday to the girl who has made it this far and who has even further to make than this.

Happy birthday, love.

 

 

A/N: I felt the need to say this and happy birthday to myself, haha. I made it this far only because of God, and I have further to make because of God. I look forward to the further that God will take me to. He is God, my faithful God. đŸ™‚

{Hope Willn’t Die}

{August 13 and 14, 2015}

Yellow stars
fall to the ground,
but they crumble
and the stars
turn brown
and they shrivel;

dying
without their skies,
dying because
they’re on the ground.

Yet stars
stare at me
when I look up;
and when I
look down,
the stars
still shine.

Hope has not died,
even if
my heart is broken
and hurting.

The stars
I love too dearly?
They will die,
but hope
will not die –
not this strong
and trustworthy hope.

Just like the stars,
hope will always shine
in the dark
or light.

My hope will not die,
and lies before me;
though I sometimes
may not
and do not
see it before me –

it lies before me;
strong and trustworthy,
and there.
This hope will not die.

I have
a future and a hope.

~~~

My hope will not die because God is whom I put my hope in, and he is my hope.

I See You; June 17, 2015

A stranger to these parts,
I am;
Lord, give me directions,
Your commands
for I am utterly lost
without You.
. . .
A child with no discipline,
now here I am –
in Your presence,
a child of Yours
receiving
Your much needed discipline.
. . .
A daughter homesick
for a world
that she has never seen;
homesick for You;
but I know when I wake
one day,
I will see you, face to face,
and be satisfied.
. . .
A longing inside her
to fully
see what she has only but
glimpsed;
a longing to taste what
she has only
but tasted a little.
. . .
This yearning for home
that will be
fulfilled when You
call me
home, and I sit on Your lap;
I wait patiently for You,
Papa;
I’ll see You, and only You.
. . .
I see You,
and only You.

~~~

This was inspired by the God, by the Bible, and how I felt and feel deeply. Inspired by the book of Psalms – mostly on Psalm 119:19.
I hope and pray that you all have a wonderful day today, and happy belated Father’s Day to those who are fathers!

A Little About Me

Well, a little bit about me. I am a complicated/complex, stubborn, crazy in a good way, teenage Christian girl. And I will be writing a little about my past, which I hope will help others.

I have almost, committed suicide, I will be honest. But God stopped me from cutting my own throat. I know that might sound weird or silly or even impossible, but He did.

He stopped me from killing myself, and I’m glad. He knew what he was doing, and I didn’t.

So, yes. I may be a suicidal girl, who has thought about suicide and almost committed suicide. I also, may be a girl who has cut herself before. But I am also me, myself and I. I am also, a daughter of God. A child of light, as so are you too.

If people judge you, because of your past? They shouldn’t. You aren’t alone.

Committing suicide or cutting yourself or thinking about those, never helps. It never does. It may sometimes seem like those are the best ideas when they’re tempting, but it’s not.

Keep on hoping. I know it may seem that the pain and emptiness is big, but keep holding on because pain never lasts. Pain never does last and will never, unless you let it. If you let the pain stay, then it will stay.

Just keep on hoping. (H.O.P.E – Hold.On.Pain.Ends.) Because in the end, it’s worth it. In the end, everything’s okay.

Just know that you’re never alone. Because if hear that or someone tells you that, that is a lie. Because. You. Are. Never. Alone. Ever.