Sunday

For those who've slept
For those who've kept
Themselves jacked up
How Jesus wept
Sunday
Sunday

For those in need
For those who speed
For those who try to slow their minds with weed
Sunday
Sunday

For those who wake
With a blind headache
Who must be still
Who will sit and wait
For sunday, to be monday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination run away

For those with guilt
For those who wilt
Under pressure
No tears over spilt milk
Sunday
Sunday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination runaway

~Lyrics by Sia

Inspiration...

Currently Reading:
The Signature of Jesus
Brennan Manning
This is a journey thru and about radical discipleship. Read at your own risk.





Currently Listening To:
City of Two Rivers EP . Jason Morant
Simply amazing...one of the best albums for bringing you to a place of meeting with our Creator. Musically rich. Lyrically profound and poetic. This is stuff you won't hear on the radio, and that's a shame.

Current Life Quote:
"I'm just a fool playin' with the Master's tools." ~k-os

Liteness of Being

A liteness surrounds
For your hand is near
Bearing some of the marble

Scrolls unraveled
Direction from the heavens
Pushes thru the gates chained by man

Your provision I trust
For you've answered my longings
I search for you alone

love, but not enough (letting go)

It's over. I get it.
Time has passed, but I haven't moved on
Just better understand my place in this world
I'm an alien here, I don't belong
Must die everyday, just to survive
Even most friends, don't understand

You say there's no truth in life
But I find life in Truth
The shadow proves the sunshine
The brilliance of the sunshine the Truth
It's all around, look past your mind
To quench the thirst of your heart

So what did I mean to you?
Am I my own person, or simply lumped in a group?
Could you see thru my human flaws and down to my core?
What did you see?
A man full of rehearsed lines and hate, or
A man full of passion for something higher?
My intent was not to force, just make you think

I'm human, so I must vent
You come off being all accepting
But you could never accept my view of life
Yeah, me neither, but never claimed I did
Was it all just too real, so you had to rid?

The foolishness of the World -- self-delight
Having all, yet still needing all
Time can't heal all wounds, only One can
Our vow was strong, but not quite enough
Never stop loving, or searching for light
Eternally petition for you with all my might
For darkness encapsulates, you're not alone in this fight

So when life comes to an end
And we're staring across the lines
If you were right, I'll bow out of sight
But if you were wrong...
...I'll have to let go

Burdened...

I'm carrying a heavy burden today...

...that's what friends do for each other.

But I'm not carrying it alone...

Joan Miró . The Blue Series

World Champs!!

On a lighter note (and I need more of these in my life right now)... Congrats to the City of Pittsburgh and all my Steeler-lovin' peeps! I miss the 'Burgh and all you guys!