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Written by Kyle
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Wednesday, 21 May 2008 |
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Written by Anonymous
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Tuesday, 06 May 2008 |
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My room My safe house Where I don’t have doubts Where lies don’t fill my skies Where trust is an unbroken bond Something beyond strong Trying not to cry Makes me want to die Clenched jaw, deep breaths On my bed is a pile of Kleenex My eyes water Tears brew My stomach churns to where it burns Hurt, anger, frustration, irritation Rage fills me as if I were locked in a cage My tears remind me of my fears And for the first time in my life I’m scared enough to run and hide |
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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 06 May 2008 )
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Written by Tierney Eddy
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Tuesday, 29 April 2008 |
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Church. A place where you go to worship and hear the word of God. To be spiritually fed for the week. To pray for others and sort out your life’s problems. But since everyone’s different, I would assume that church works differently for different people. Maybe some don’t even go to church. I can say that after pondering for many weeks over what sort of things I believe in, I have found out something. I don’t find that I’m uplifted by a long sermon or talk in church. I don’t feel that special feeling come over me after sitting through 3 hours of quiet, reverent worship. But I have a place where we connect, He and I, I mean. He comes to me through words not spoken, but sung. He is there in song. Not hymn. Something full of passion, something full of life. Not something that puts you to sleep. Songs like the ones written by Bob Marley and Michael Franti, songs full of life and love and purpose. These songs inspire me and give me the strength to press on. They come from heart, like words of God should. They look to Him and promote peace and equality. They let me know that even when things are horrible and people become too human, we can always find spiritual inspiration. Music has always been something dear to me and it’s incredible that something I have always kept close to my heart is now the thing that keeps me knowing that there is something more to live for besides ourselves. |
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