For The True Man of God

Gentlemen this is something we need to hear. Too many times we are prideful, when we need to be Humble, bear our Crosses, and LIVE FULL OUT for God! He gave it all for you, will you give all to Him, the one that gave you Life???

Hardships

Even though I walk in the hardships of this life.

I look up and I know you are there.

A feeling ever so nice

a love ever so rare.

I have no need to fear

because you are here.

Help me to trust..

so I won't fall back to lust.

Its peaceful knowing you.

The things you do for me.

the way you rescue me and take me in your arms

because I know im made fearfully by you.

So I say thank you Jesus.

For doing what you did.

You didnt have to.. but you chose.

to give yourself for a wrech such as me.

So I all can do is Thank You

Dusty Shelf's

I ask myself

Why?

Why do I place you on a shelf?

And do things that make me cry?

I know you are displeased

but I ask myself why do I keep doing this.

I've cried...

The thirst for you has been dried.

Im desprate for you

to come and renew this broken heart.

Let the Holy Water spew...

forth, come to my rescue.

 The devil thinks he's won, its over its done.

But He's sadly mistaken.

The battle has been won

Behold, a reawaken.

I awaken from my resting place.

Glory to God in the highest. I say.

I embrace..

The one who erased..

My shortcomings

My Addictions

My Struggles.

My fall outs

My slip ups.

That shelf... its gotten dusty these days.

Why, because I can never put my God down.

words escape my lips eternal praise

You hold the crown.

I am your servant.

I long to follow and be used of you.

Help to be observant

Again I say make me true. <3

~Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!
2 Corinthians 5:17.

"Will you die for Jesus Christ?" that question has been on my mind today. We are not guarenteed the next second, the next breath, the next heart beat. The Lord has really shown me over the past while so much. Can I honestly say that I would give up my life for the cause of Christ? The answer to that question for us should be "yes Lord" but I believe that most of us really would not wanna give up our lives for the sake of Christ and His ministry. Thats a sad thing to think about. But let me give you an example, if you were at gunpoint, on your knees in a parking lot would you give your life to the cause of Christ? or would you not be afraid because you are not fearful of where your heavenly Father has promised you. I always go back to Colombine, where a shooting broke out in the school and she was at gunpoint and was asked the question "Do you believe in God?" and she looked to her killers and said "Yes" without fear she replied. That to me is the greatest amount of courage that a person could show.

I believe that dying can also mean dying to yourself and picking your cross up daily like He tells us to do on a daily basis. Only when you realize that you cant do it alone and you need help will you really understand this. Christ has called us to a different portion, the Lord has shown me so much over these past couple of months and its an exciting time to be around Him. Be thankful for what He's done in your life.

Music is something that I can say, influences my life. I hear a song and I wanna kill my lungs out and sing it to the loudest of my ability. Since coming to college, the Lord has convicted me of secular music, particullary rap music. Until this year, I had not even paid attention to what secular rap was talking about. I went to a basically all Black high school and thats all we listened to. I had switched schools across town in the 6th grade, so coming into a new enviroment, had to make new friends, etc. I found my comfort in music because that's what I surronded myself with. I began to find that rap was the favorite of the students at my school and throughout to my graduation from high school. I didnt like it at first, but as I progressed into the school, rap found its way into my life, even to the point where I would start talking like them and even began dressing like it too. I rocked the forces and the basketball jerseys and all that. I thought I was cool but I knew it wasnt.

Fastforward to High School, rap still had an effect on me, because I used to listen to it on the car ride to school and when I would sit in my car at lunch. By this time, rap had eased off on me because I got into a different group and therefore my music changed. I got into a lot of rock music mostly Christian. Rap didnt have a hold on me as it had before. Graduation day, I wanted to start fresh with the Lord. As I walked across the stage and recieved my diploma from High School, I knew that He was proud of me but I still needed to make changes and I was ready to give Him those.

College has shown me really what rap music is. I despise secular rap music. Me and a friend were talking about the Lil Wayne concert that came to our city last weekend and how many people were flocking to see him. I had never thought about his music, I had considered myself a fan of his because of his multiple talents as a musician but when me and my friend started talking about it I found that rap usually covers the same 3 things: getting money, drugs and girls. I mean for me hearing that I can say that was a reminder for me because I had let myself fall to that. I dont go clubbing, I dont dance and I dont drink or do anything like that because it is not in my spirit. I think it personally leads someone down the wrong path. The Lord has filled those secular rappers and replaced them with christian ones. Ones that are real and preach what the Lord has done in their life. Lecrae, Tedashii, Sho Baraka and Trip Lee are some of the realist rappers out there so look em up they will change your mind.

Breaker... a poem by Jose Palos.

 Hey guys this poem is off one of my favorite bands new album.. let it touch your heart as it did mine.
Fear.
Pain.
Confusion.
Rejection.
Powerless.
Helplessness.
How can I break this cycle of hopelessness when I’m broken,
soaked in a spirit of anger?
With the roots of bitterness
rooted in the marrow of my bones
flourishing through my soul,
oh my soul.

Sick and tired.
Trapped.
Body wrapped with sharp pain because my body wasn’t made to contain all this rage.
My mind wasn’t made,
my eyes weren’t made,
my soul was not made to behold what shackles my soul now.
Bound by memories of being innocent.
Uncle sinning against me sexually.
Momma knew he was molesting me, smacking me across my face. I could do nothing.
Pops wasn’t around to give me the time of day.
All I wanted was a time and place where I could be loved.
A hug from my mom was too much.
So I turned to lust on the net while I was hooked like a fish
as I click, click, clicked to watch porn flicks trying to find intimacy,
or an outlet at least.
But as I try to breathe and be at ease I see my mom in hell and the devil’s breath on the glass…broken, this is my aftermath.

As I was thinking back,
back to a day,
it was mid-day,
but the sky was black like midnight.
Seeing a lifeless body impaled by nails…
caught my attention cause it was like a blood bath as I
looked past and saw a broken man
soaked in the white hot wrath of God and I asked why.
I found some answers in His…face.
I began to recognize in the background of every instance of my life I ignored…
though ruined the world…
He wooed me
though crude and without a clue and
screwed and out of my mind
He pursued me…He made me whole.
Life.
Love.
Forgiveness.
Acceptance.
Stripping demons right off my back trying to leech life off me.
Get off me and feel my Father’s fury oppressor!
One day you’ll feel the full blast of His vengeance. Cause I’ve got strength.
He blew courage in my backbone.
Now I’ll stand straight and militant.
Lining up with Jehovah…
knowing you can’t challenge Him so we march forward.
Swift as eagles,
set like talons ready to grip souls from your grasp slick snake and my Lord seizes you and vengeance is His.
But for now…
a holy mandate to heal cause I know how bad it hurts.
Full of madness at first but now
gladness bursts at the seams of our beings
because we overflow with the oil of joy.
The ointment of the annointed mending any torn soul.
Healing any broken bone.
He is here.
He was there.
He is peace.
He is faithful.