Walls

They have two purposes. One: keeps the unwanted out. (The other though is many times overlooked.) Two: keeps the needed from coming in. So why do we put up walls? Well often times we put up these walls as a defense mechanism, to aid us. To have control. Maybe there are things going on around us and we put a wall up because we just don't want to deal with it. Maybe our lives are a complete mess and putting up a wall will keep people from noticing what's really going on inside. Careful. Because guess what, walls usually come with a ceiling... Now you're all caged in, trapped. Just how you wanted to be. Not. What you wanted was control. Control over what you wanted coming in, over what you wanted to deal with, over what you wanted people to see. Control over your life. Turns out you just created your very own little prison. Very ideal. Not exactly. Truth is we need to brings those walls down, because in addition to being caged, you're being restricted, impeded, kept from growing... from being free. Hand over the control of your life to God, who's perfectly apt for the job. Let's just put it this way, He won't make you a prisoner, Mr/Miss IGotThis. He can handle it.

Coffeeshop Love

I wish, I wish...with all my heart I could be there this very moment..

Whilst breathing in
the warm aroma of
a smooth cup of coffee,
the perfect company will
woo me and warm my heart.

Late Memo

Jesus?

Who is Jesus? Who is Jesus to you? Think about it. If you don't have a quick answer you might have to wonder about how strong a [relationship] you have with Him.

Often times when people are asked about their faith, what it means to them, they turn to answers their parents, their church leaders or to something somebody once said or might have said. To me the problem has become obvious only recently. I got a little story for ya: There's this one boy who is completely captivated by his girl; which inspires him to let her know exactly how he feels about her. He therefore becomes entirely engrossed in writing a romantic letter, where he sincerely expresses his love and everything she means to him. Fair enough. Well, there's this other boy who also decides to write a love message to his special girl. However, instead of digging his insides and earnestly contemplating what this one girl means to him, he decides to simply "borrow" some lines from the letter the first boy wrote, which was meant for one recipient only. Every line in that letter carried a pureness and genuineness that cannot be directed or conveyed to or by anyone else. Tsk Tsk.

Nobody wants dirty second-hands, nor feigned hollow words. Hence you have to individually search your heart, dive into the core of your self and really ponder on your unique bond/relationship with God. Once that bond is tight and lucid I believe you will be able to veraciously answer "Who is Jesus?" for yourself without falling back on answers made by others. You'll have with you personal evidence. Indubitably knowing what Jesus is to you is like knowing you have a secret weapon or a special gift that only a few people actually seek to have--it's comforting and oh so sweet.

Torn seams

I'm tearing up at the seams.
Slowly coming apart.
Losing my composure.
My controlled-chaos has now
began to spill...