...named Ephraim and said, "It is because God has made me fruitful in the land of my suffering."

In this world of news, I've found nothing new
I've found nothing pure
Maybe I'm just idealistic to assume that truth
Could be fact and form
That love could be a verb
Maybe I'm just a little misinformed

As the dead moon rises, and the freeways sigh
Let the trains watch over the tides and the mist
Spinning circles in our skies tonight
Let the trucks roll in from Los Angeles
Maybe our stars are unanimously tired

Let your love be strong, and I don't care what goes down
Let your love be strong enough to weather through the thunder cloud
Fury and thunder clap like stealing the fire from your eyes
All of my world hanging on your love

Let the wars begin, let my strength wear thin
Let my fingers crack, let my world fall apart
Train the monkeys on my back to fight
Let it start tonight
When my world explodes, when my stars touch the ground
Falling down like broken satellites

Let your love be strong, and I don't care what goes down
Let your love be strong enough to weather through the thunder cloud
Fury and thunder clap like stealing the fire from your skies
All that i am hanging on, all of my world resting on your love

-jon foreman

Psalm 121

1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.

3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.

7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.

Sometimes I am left just begging to touch the edge of His cloak.

It arrives

Come thou long expected number
a date
a life to be

it arrives
and drives home the realization
my time has not yet come

two hearts cleaved

I do
not see the expected number
one

drift into a new morning
slip into a new dream
a future
tethered no longer
bound to You
Free and clearly looking for the next step...

Just a breeze to clear the fog would set my heart at rest, Father.
At rest.

Ampersand

dates and symbols
special days used to evade
and now
still
stoic
monuments
another twenty-four hours
a mockery a moment and a dream
An ampersand
stands
alone
Without a purpose
Without the pair to link


And kayaking was wonderful. I know. I can't leave it on a downer. I found a new hobby and am fairly decent at it. Farewell paycheck... It has been the first really joy-filled hours in which I have lost myself, pushed myself, and ironically not thought about myself in a couple months. Thank God for water and plastic and friends to enjoy them with and helmets. Geez Heather....

"Now I want you to know, brothers, what has happened to me has really served to advance the gospel.' And to that cling. He redeems our mess and brings us to Himself. Hope. Hope. Hope. "Lord, please take me to the place where our dreams are set in stone."