Decisions that make a man, you come to a point in your life where you find a talent, something you have a knack for and so you decide to share this talent with the world. I’m in the position at the moment, i’d like to make a name for myself and have my works be known but, not for the wrong reasons. Id like for throughout the time that I am sharing my soul with all of you, my audience, id like to make sure that i am sharing who i truly am, what makes me the man that is writing now. So, the decision that makes a man is this, choosing to put whats important in your life up front no matter what. At the center, front, and back of my works will continually be Christ. I aim, whether it alienates an audience from my work and keeps me from making the career out of this that id like to, I will let the gospel be seen in my thoughts and poems. God is the reason I’ve survived my own treacherous mind, He is the reason for my talents, and I will give Him the glory He deserves. So to all who are here and those who will come, welcome to my life, my life is defined by Christ. I hope through my works perhaps others lives could become the same way.
Month: March 2017
I Am In A river
I am in a river, flowing steady and strong, it twists and turns for what feels to be far too long.
Feels like i’m in the deep, struggling to swim above the water, all around me are people on land, none care for me as i reach out desperately with my hand.
I’ve been in this river for quite some time but still may have a while to go, i cant see the end quite yet but the water’s at least a bit more shallow.
I haven’t lived in this river my whole life, in fact I’ve been on land many times, most times i was thrown back in the water, but sometimes i just jumped in, i must keep faith there is an end.
The problem i have with the river is impatience at the core, when i see a way out i jump for it, but i should know by now ill always end up wanting more.
Its hard to tell where the river ends so we often make mistakes, we leave the river for solid ground but it simply crumbles beneath our feet.
The river has widened due to my follies so I just keep floating trying to keep faith that God has made my river well and that the end of the river holds a beautiful shell.
I jumped from the river for shells in the past, but none of them were right, none of them could last.
I look back on the shells i held and the solid ground on which i stood, i think of the result and I’m in a different mood.
The river is not so bad, in fact it keeps us from harm, i must hold out until i reach the end, there i will see my perfect shell’s charm.
I am in a river, flowing steady and strong, it twists and turns for what I’m sure couldn’t be too terribly long.
My Own Psalm
I will not be the man that i was, i claim today separation from the worlds cause.
I serve a king greater than my struggles, one that doesn’t just lead an army, but also takes up the sword, He is my king, my Lord.
He leads me beside still waters and lets the beauty of His world shine into my eyes, i am free from my chains, i break away from this earthly disguise.
I am no longer willing to let the light of my soul hide Yahweh fills me up and has held me every time I’ve cried.
I’ve even cried against my God Himself, I said He must be wrong, i yelled, and… i sobbed, but all the same He held me strong.
Holy Holy Holy is my God who make me lie down in green pastures, my soul was in turmoil, but he soothed it so that death could not take it’s toll.
My words can not be right unless they come from You, Yahweh my Lord I acknowledge all of Your word to be true.
I am in a new world than the one of my past, i am now at peace with my God, and for eternity this peace will last.
Tales of Dylan 