We write our New Year’s resolutions but we had them all along. Each year is progress…
This was Mid November thoughts..going backwards to early September
Fountain, is what I am after..
This was day #1,
I was thirsty, not for water,
It was clogged up, and a place to stop,
And sit in.
I was pandering in the fountains..
The place I thought I lost You carried
Nights have been long under sweating and panting,
The deer in the stream,
So where is fear?
Is it here?
Every time we get past September,
We find October,
The month of winter,
The month of darker,
The month of sliver.
I am carried away into the
Morning, and I am looking,
Wondering, asking for the after.
So, where is fear?
Is it here?
I have come to this place.
Like I was without volition,
Or any ambition.
I was the one that heard it from you first.
I did all that I could to try and listen.
You were just a beautiful kind of vision.
I said I would start working out for you,
I would start running for you.
Didn’t we meet in chaos to begin with?
So now I am in the volition,
I am on a day off still in ambition.
I am still wondering why I ever tried so hard
But it was because of the way I was raised.
I was raised for you to see,
All the shining parts of me.
I am in it now,
Waiting for this part to stay the stage,
To never wonder the next page,
I am the risk, and the wonder.
I am raised this way,
Raised in thunder and raised in rain…
I am making it up as I go,
Cause everytime I wake up I just know,
I started to script it out,
I started to sort it out,
All the things I’ve learned for You,
All the things I chose not to do,
All the memories to cling to,
I told night 1 to stay in the run,
To stay in the walk,
To walk with the chalk,
To right it write,
And to step into destiny.
You raised me for free,
But is has costed everything
To edge on it,
To swerve with it.
We all fall apart,
And I am still picking up your
I can’t make it up as I go,
Because I go,
I wonder the slow,
I wonder the wall that
It stays within,
The day to begin.
I am the castle,
I am sinking in it,
I am up, I am day
2, I am in, I am in the blue,
Clear and ready,
I know you are out there,
Ready to raise me,
To raise me again.
A three minute talk on our thoughts..related to depression.
I got to preach last month at our Sunday night service. Got to speak on Righteousness. It has been such a blessing being at New Life in Pomona. I love this place! Thank you Cody, Craig and Billy.
Just for fun here’s some meaning in this:
The song rollercoaster by the Bleachers..’come a little closer!’ Fruity Camper award at summer camp when I was 9 or ten years old so about 20 years ago. The fruit part was not a gay reference it was that I had a lot of Joy! It is sad now that certain upbeat emotions in a man get translated as the femininity that comes with being gay, instead of the idea that a man can be tender and cry and have a “feminine” side that is healthy in being a man. The idea of both genders misunderstanding these things has created division among the sexes. The Pizza parlor reference is about winter 2012 taking a Psychology class at Longview College and hanging out after class.
You’re a roller
You’re on the coast,
I am pushing the peddles
I am pushing the whittles of
Child with five skittles,
Oh how gay,
Oh now its Paraguay,
I can’t grow without you,
I don’t want to stretch without
You next to me–come a little closer,
Is love a choice without a risk,
Without a sacrifice–
I don’t say no anymore–
This head was made for thinking
But this life made for living–
You used to go to church,
Now you are still on the search
Pizza parlor in the winter, 36 hours
Later was the coldness of December–
Closer is a myth when their lives on regret-
To make a dent, to pay the rent, to keep the
Rubber on the road with love about to explode–
Your love is the heat, I am cold, I am up, I am
Steady aim, steady heart!