"On the outside, you're free to roam. On the outside, you've found a home. On the outside, there's more to see. On the outside, we choose to be…" ~needtobreathe
My mind is a busy place. There is always a song in it, playing in the background. The thoughts on the forefront of my mind are usually artistic in nature and words are constantly combining themselves in rhymes or some form of satisfying combination. I’ve never felt like I qualify as a poet, but the more I think about it, the more I can’t define what a poet really is. I write a lot of poetry; I think I might be a poet.
So, I decided to add a poetry page to this blog. It may not directly relate to the story of Freedom Village, but these are deeply personal thoughts that have made it through the mental gauntlet of poetry and successfully gotten OUT OF MY MIND. They are beautiful thoughts. I hope you find them beautiful, too.
the scariest place for someone like me is a space to make mistakes wide open fields of grace and more than one way to be right it fills me with fear to think that I can be wrong while I’m so sure that I’m right do I need to be right or do I need … Read more Space of Grace
You don’t back away And you never second guess Being seen with me At my worse or better or best How do you feel when I forget Whose I am What do you say when I tell myself a lie As I start to die inside; what do you say? If you ask me what … Read more Stay
It’s never fair to forgive But here we are living And life refuses to play by fair rules So in defiance to life’s twisted games We love our enemies and reverse its curse We disrupt the fallen pattern and learn From the greatest story ever told When Love submitted to death Revealing the mystery Of … Read more Fairness
Grace in creation As if even in the beginning of all things Our weakness was known And the world was made beautiful So that we could find Beauty itself Grace in choosing As if at the moment we were given full authority over our choices The story of redemption had already started So that in … Read more Grace
Sometimes it feels Like God was never one of us Sometimes it looks Like we’re too far gone for redemption Like we are made of pure pain Like we are slaves to ourselves Mindless sheep Cursed humans If redemption is real, it would be a story The story of when God was one of us … Read more True Story
It is better to be here now Than to cling white-knuckled on the heights of others’ expectations for us It is better to be here now Than to run out of air under the depths of others’ disappointment in us It is better to be here now Than to live longing for the next life … Read more Be Here Now