On the phone...A song-breaking out my hip-hop skillz, lol

I see the people walking,
people walking by,
I hear the people talking,
they don't look me in the eye,
and I- hope that you-- won't pass me by,
and I- hope that you-- won't say goodbye,
As I sit in your presence---...on the phone,

On the phone!
Listening to gentle dial tone,
Beeeeeeep is your pretty moan,
tearing me with meaning unknown,
your response to the heartfelt words i've sown
As I sit in your presence...on the phone

I feel your heart a beating,
Mine is beating too,
I'm longing for a meeting,
a one with me and you,
And I- hear you say-- just what i try
And I- don't hear you say-- that long goodbye
As I sit in your presence---...on the phone

On the phone!
Listening to your music drone,
Voice like a bottle of sweet cologne,
Anger like a fierce cyclone,
You talk to me and I don't feel alone,
As I sit in your presence...on the phone

I love to hear you whisper,
'please hang up and try again"
I can't bear the thought of,
you near other other men,
And I-know your heart--you've gave me the sign,
And I-know your heart--longs to be next to mine,
As I sit in your presence---...on the phone

On the Phone!
For wrong numbers dailed, I feel atoned,
I won't take another clone,
Its you I want, you alone
I think of you, you are my own,
Sweet, sweet lady...on the phone!

Not a poem. I know crazy.

Galations 5:6 The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.


So then, how does faith express itself through love? James 2:14-25 tells us that "faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead." Therefore the expression of faith is through an outward action. Just as the expression of the "feeling" of repentance is the action of removing sinfulness from ones life, so the expression of the "feeling" of faith is action of love. We can not trully repent without that action, and we can not trully have faith without loving. It is through God's expression of the "feeling" of love for us(ephesians 2:4) that we are redemed by the action of love, Christ's death on the cross(1 john 3:16), and through our expression of our "feeling" of the acceptence of redemption, we are redeemed by the expression of faith, that is shown by our action of love, obedience to God(john 14:15). Therefore our redemption does not remove the law, but rather through the expression of our redemption, it is upheld(romans 3:31).

To be continued....

Behind

Behind my eyes there are tears,
Of sadness, of joy,
Behind this mask there are fears,
of a tired broken boy,

Behind my hands are timidness,
fearing every move,
Behind this cage, a restlessness,
ripped with doubt that none can sooth,

Behind my feet are footprints,
from a past I left behind,
Behind this glaze are whispered hints,
of that past that still fills my mind,

Behind my mind are quiet words,
that clog each searching thought,
Behind my back, a thousand birds,
Lifting, to help me fly or die, I and they know naught,

Behind my heart a question,
Lingering in cool night air,
Will this be my life long obsession,
Will it be? Do I dare?

Poem. again.

Why does this haunt me,
These whispered words, these lies,
In the dark when I can't see,
Everything spins and dies,

Do I face it?
Do I move on?
I cannot sit,
Until its presence is gone,

These whispers of thought,
These destroying lies,
Though I seek them naught,
They still haunt me with their cries,

I want to escape,
From what lies behind my eyes,
Why do I stay molded in this shape,
Where a mistake means my heart dies,

How do I run?
How do I fight?
Behind the clouds there's no sun,
Just more darkness, no light,

I hate being here,
In the world that is not mine,
Though I long for it when it is near,
It is not who I am, not my emblem or sign,

Flee from the darkness,
But where will I hide,
In the light? I'll be found with my mess,
I'm stuck, no matter which side,

Freedom I've found,
Isn't the absence of this curse,
But when the action is bound,
That would have me in hearse,

Random musings

I feel the strong urge to write something...but nothins coming...hmm...

Time. The constantly flowing force that always seems to do the opposite of what we desire. Forcing us ever onward through the times that we'd like to stay in, and leaving us praying that it would advance one instant during the times when sorrow knocks at our door. How do we stand with this constantly belittiling enemy? Why must we wrap our minds around this seemingly inconsistant constant? But perhaps all these questions are another way of asking-why must we live? Time is the object through which we remember. A past, or at least knowledge of one, for us to take anything and compare it and learn it and grow it. Yet God is outside time. Does God remember things in the past? I mean, he knows everything, but does he remember things? As if they happened in the past? or does he just see everything through all time as if it happened in the present? the way we don't just see a single point along a line, but see the whole line as a whole?

hmmm....i dunno...just some thoughts.
I'll try and write something coherent later...lol

wrote this a while ago...thought why not...

Why must I wait,
Why can't I run,
Straight into your arms,
Like the fast rising sun,

And why can't they see,
This hope that I've found,
Lifting me up,
Way up over, the ground,

And I--I sit here and wait,
Yes, I--I sit here and wait,
Sit in your silence,

When I talk to a friend,
And I hear your name,
I see my heart,
The difference, the change,

In every person and place,
I see your face,
And I feel it rise,
My heart's beating its pace,

(bridgish chorus)

Why can't I wake,
From this bright dream,
Spinning me round ,
I hope alls as it seems,

(more random verses to the same rhythm pattern)

Yet another poem...And yes I do want you to answer the question :-)

How do I say "I love you",
Those simple, simple words,
Refreshing like the morning dew,
Or singing of the birds,

Do I shout it from the rooftops,
Or whisper in the dark,
How do I say "I love you",
I don't know where to start,

Do I hold you close forever,
Tell you everything will be okay,
Or never touch you, never,
And keep the words at bay,

Do I seek to be near you always,
Or leave in alone in peace,
Do I buy you lots of chocolate,
Or not one single piece,

Do I take you out to dinner,
To a movie to a show,
Or you want to stay alone with me,
And for a stroll we'll go,

Do I write you mane a letter,
Telling you how wonderful you are,
You deserve so much better,
Much more then me by for

Do I seek to serve you always,
Open all the doors,
Do I help in tasks through all days,
Like getting done your chores,

I hope that you see clearly,
These words I don't know how to say,
Please know I love you dearly,
And try to act that way,

So how do I say "I love you",
Is it in word or deed,
Or something else quite new,
I don't know what you need,

When I say "I love you",
I mean more then I say,
I just want what's best for you,
Each night and every day,

I hope that you will be mine,
But I don't know what that is,
I just await His sign,
Because I want much more for you to be His,

So hear these words, "I love you"
Hear them every day,
And someday things that I knew,
Will come forth, He'll let me say.