Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Ballet of Grace (the prostitute's story)

Lord I come before you now a sinner
With all the dirt, my crimes I've come to bear
Jesus I heard you were a Savior
Please lift me up from all of my despair
Here I choose...

To pour out my life as a costly perfume
Its fragrance fills this room for you. Its all I can do
These few last drops are all I have
More precious than gold, its my life in your hands
I choose...to pour it over you
I choose you! Its all I can do

Lord I come into your house a sinner
Falling tears soak the ground, my face, your skin
They wash away all the traces of your day
But you wash away the sin that lies within
Here I choose...

To pour out my life as a costly perfume
Its fragrance fills this room for you. Its the least I can do
These few last drops are all I have
More precious than gold, its my life in your hands
I choose....to pour it over youI
choose you! Its the least I can do

Lord I kneel before you now a sinner
My hair I use to dry the tears away
My lips I use to worship you and kiss your feet
Save me from my sin my Lord I pray
Now I choose...

To pour out my life as a costly perfume
Its fragrance fills this room for you. Its the least I can do
These few last drops are all I have
More precious than gold, its my life in your hands
I choose...to pour it over you
I choose you! Its the least I can do

Go now in peace
Your sins are forgiven
Go now and tell of what I've done
Go now in peace
Your faith is what saved you
Go now and show my love

Thursday, June 11, 2009

war for peace

This poem is meant to be read in three different ways: only the english lines, only the swahili lines, then all together. The lines should fit together any way you choose to read it. I did, however, include the translation in brackets so make it easier to undrestand. Besides my swahili is a little off so what i wrote and what i thought i wrote could be completly different. Af for why its written this way, it is to show the contrats that people try to put together like the concept of having a war to get peace

The war for peace
ku-kunja daima (it rages always)
It rages all around
kusema waua, waua ote (yelling kill them) (kill them all)
Anger, hatred, greed
hii mapigano (bring war)
Brother against brother
baba apigana mwana (father against son)
Nothing matters anymore
penda ni sahau (love is forgotten)
The fighting grows louder
waliko (louder)
louder
waliko (louder)
louder
waliko (louder)
They are coming
adui kuja (the enemy comes)
Cries are all around
Hapana! Rehema! Tuniokoa! (no) (mercy) (save us)
All around
Mungu! Rehema! Rehema! (God) (mercy mercy)
Silence
zaida walia (No more cries)
dead eyes, dead limbs
maisha toka (life is gone)
not their life
hawa moyo (their hearts)
Their hearts are dead
wajui raha (they don’t know joy)
Peace is forgotten
sahai milele (forgotten forever)
Then comes the end
vita kwa amani (in the war for peace)
The war for peace.

Before Your Throne

Father here I am, naked scared and lonely
But You call me in to kneel before Your throne
There I see Your face exulted in glory
And I turn to run away, ashamed of all my sin
But You say….

“Who shall I send? Who will go for me?Who shall I send to the nations?
Who shall I send? Who will go to my people?Who shall I send to show my love?”

The angels bow down to the Lord Almighty
Their cries fill the earth “Holy, Holy, Holy”
So Father here I am, before you in your glory
Its more than I deserve, I know I am unworthy
But You Say…

“Who shall I send? Who will go for me?Who shall I send to the nations?
Who shall I send? Who will go to my people?Who shall I send to show my love?”

An angel came down and brought me to the alter
Touched my lips with holy fire and my sins washed away
Now I’m purified, atoned for by Your mercy
So Lord please heed my cry, “Use me as You will!”
And You say

“Who shall I send? Who will go for me?Who shall I send to the nations?
Who shall I send? Who will go to my people?Who shall I send to show my love?”

Father send me, send me, Lord use me as You choose
Now I’m ready, ready, I wanna live my life for You
Father send me, send me, Lord use me as You choose
Now I’m ready, ready, I wanna live my life for You

Father here I am, please use this broken man…..send me

Monday, June 8, 2009

Beautiful Surrender

I'm giving up on everything I thought I knew.
I'm giving up on everything to follow you.
You're the reason that I live, this joy I've found
So I am bowing down before you with my heart laid out

It's a beautiful surrender, choosing to follow you
A beautiful surrender, greater than I ever knew
Take these plans I’ve made, I give them up to you
In this beautiful surrender, I give my life to you

Sometimes its hard to give up all your plans
But in your hands I've found the strength to stand
The strength to live in hope and not in fear
So I give you everything that I hold dear

It's a beautiful surrender, choosing to follow you
A beautiful surrender, greater than I ever knew
Take these plans I've made, I give them up to you
In this beautiful surrender I give my life to you

I choose to follow you, in your truth to stand
Knowing that everyday is in your plan
To bless my life, to lift me up
So not my will, but yours be done

It's a beautiful surrender, choosing to follow you
A beautiful surrender, greater than I ever knew
Take these plans I've made, I give them up to you
In this beautiful surrender I give my life to you

Here's My Heart

You gave your life, saved me from my sin
You gave me grace, purified from within
You gave me love, endless and true
All you asked was to give my heart back to you

Jesus
Here’s my heart, broken and bruised
Jesus
Here’s my heart, torn up and used

You let me choose to follow what’s true
But I gave my love to everyone but you
My heart once so pure, my innocence lost
For my mistakes, now you pay the cost

Jesus
Here’s my heart, broken and bruised
Jesus
Here’s my heart, torn up and used

I bow down, I lift the pieces of my heart
You make it holy, make a brand new start
Take my love, hold it in your hand
Protect it from the pain of this land

Jesus
Here’s my heart, broken and bruised
Jesus
Here’s my heart, torn up and used

Its all for you, all for you
Lord you’re my love, the only one that’s true
The only one worthy of my heart’s desire
So take my life, purify with fire

Reckless Abandon

I’m laid bare, the world looks down
As my weakness is exposed
The people scoff, they laugh and jeer
As the guilty verdict comes

But Lord I long….
In reckless abandon to run
Alive in freedom to sing
Covered in grace to live
To lay everything out as dance before your throne

I’m held down, chained to the ground
I can barely lift my head
Caught it lies, held by sin
Only death awaits me now

But Lord I long….
In reckless abandon to run
Alive in freedom to sing
Covered in grace to live
To lay everything out as dance before your throne

You reach out, lift my head
Wipe the flowing tears away
You offer love, grace and peace
As you cut the chains off me

You say…
Come my child
Come be restored
Come join your father in glory
Come my child
Come be renewed
Come take your place by my side
(x2)

So here I am
In reckless abandon to run
Alive in freedom to sing
Covered in grace to live
To lay everything out as dance before your throne

a great and epic love story

All my life God has called to my heart, longing to create with me a great and epic love story. From birth I saw him court me through the love of my mother, father, sister, and church. But it wasn’t until I was seven that I accepted it as my own.
I had lost a ring and completely destroyed the house looking for it. My mom suggested praying but I knew God didn’t care about a ring; he had the world to think about. The few worlds I mumbled were more a joke then out of any sincerity but within seconds I found my ring and the joke was over. There in my room the God of the entire universe was offering me a ring, a proposal for a personal love relationship with Him. I realized that He cared about every little detail of my life and he wanted to be a part of it all. That was when I fell in love with Jesus.
I believe we are made for a passionate romance with God but as I got older I found myself getting caught up in the steps of being a Christian. Suddenly there was no adventure. I had put God in a box and all His strength and glory were lost in my eyes. As a result, my time and passion focused elsewhere: boys, school, money, sports, friends. But all the things I had put my life into failed me. Because my god in a box was too small to handle my problems, I turned all of my pain and emotions inward, where depression and death became the puppet strings of my heart.
There is a quote that says “He has followed us into our own darkness; there where we thought finally to escape him, we run straight into his arms. Our hope is in his determination to save us, and he will not give in.” I can remember everything about the morning God exploded out of my box. It felt like I was hit by a train and all I could do was fall flat on my face. God was not the powerless being I thought him to be; No, that morning I was hit with the wild, reckless, dangerous strength of the living God. I was terrified and ashamed but slowly over time He drew me back to that moment of love, when He first offered me that ring. In Hosea is says, “I will betroth you to me forever; I will betroth you in righteousness and justice, in love and compassion”. God has been teaching me how to live like this, with all my passion and love towards Him, and nothing else. That passion has led me here to Food for the Hungry, to serve His people. And I know this is just the beginning of the epic story He has for me.