Thursday, September 18, 2014

Maya Angelou

This is something I wrote the day she passed away... Just found it in my drafts. Not sure if it's finished or not.




The caged bird sang from within her cage,
bound by anger, confusion, and rage.
Always longing for something more,
The chance to spread her wings and soar.

The caged bird paces up and down,
Stuck in a darkness spiraling 'round.
If only someone had the key,
They could set the caged bird free.

One day the caged bird found a place,
Full of people who showed her grace.
It didn't matter who she was, or where she'd been,
They spoke of a Man who had forgiven her sins.

The caged bird suddenly had a thought,
What if  she stood up and fought?
Instead of letting herself be ruled,
by a life with things unfair and cruel?

With humility the caged bird's heart did fill,
Knowing this Man who loved her still.
No longer was she defined by her past,
But lived in a love that she knew would last.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

New Song - Jake Hamilton

The vision. The vision is Jesus.
Obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus!
The vision is an army of young people.  You see bones, I see an army.  They are free from materialism. They laugh at 9 to 5 work prisons.  They could eat caviar on Monday, crust on Tuesday. They wouldn’t even notice.
They know the meaning of the Matrix, they know the way the West was won.  They are mobile like the wind. They belong to the nations, they need no passport.  People write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their strange existence. They are free yet they are slaves of the hurting, the dirty and the dying.
WHAT IS THE VISION?
The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes. It makes children laugh and adults angry.  It gave up the game of minimum integrity long ago to reach for the stars. It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure.  Light flickers from every secret motive, every private conversation. It loves people away from their suicide leaps, their Satan games.  This is an army that’ll lay down its life for the cause. A million times a day, its soldiers choose to lose that they might one day win the great,
“WELL DONE, Faithful sons and daughters!!”
Such heroes are as radical on Monday morning as Sunday night. They don’t need fame from names. Instead they breathe quietly upwards and hear the crowds chanting again and again, “COME ON!!”.  This is the sound of the underground.  A whisper of history in the making, foundations shaking, revolutionaries dreaming once again!  Mystery is calling in whispers and conspiracy is breathing.
This is the sound of the underground!
The army is disciplined.  Young people who beat their bodies into submission. Every solider would take a bullet for his comrade at arms. The tattoo on the back boasts, “For me to live is Christ and to die is gain!”. Sacrifice fuels the fire of victory in their upward eyes.  Winners! Martyrs!
WHO CAN STOP THEM?!
Can hormones hold them back?  Can failures succeed? Can fear scare them or death kill them? OH! And the generation prays like a dying man with groans beyond talking; with warrior cries, sulfuric tears and with great barrel-loads of laughter! Waiting, watching, 24/7, 365, whatever it takes, they will give! Breaking the rules! Shaking mediocrity from its cozy little hide. Laying down their rights and the precious little wrongs. Laughing at labels, fasting essentials.  The advertisers cannot mold them. Hollywood can’t hold them.  Peer pressure is powerless to shake their resolve at late night parties before the cock crows.  They are incredibly cool, dangerously attractive on the inside and on the outside, they hardly care.  They wear clothes like costumes to communicate and celebrate but never to hide.  They surrender their image or their popularity. They would lay down their very lives, swap seats with the man on death row, guilty as hell. A throne for the electric chair.  With blood and sweat and many tears, sleepless nights and fruitless days they pray,  as if IT ALL DEPENDS ON GOD! And they live, as if it all depends on Him!
Their DNA chooses Jesus! He breathes out, they breathe in.  Their sub-conscience sings! They had a blood transfusion with Jesus. Their words make demons scream and shock themselves.
Don’t you hear them coming?? Herald the weirdos! Summon the losers and the freaks! Here come the frightened and the forgotten with fire in their eyes! They walk tall and trees applaud, skyscrapers bow.  Mountains are dwarfed by these children of another dimension. Their prayers summon the hounds of Heaven and invoke the ancient dream of Eden.
And this vision WILL BE! It WILL come to pass!
It will come easy and it will come soon. 
How do I know?  Because this is the longing of creation itself!
The groaning of the Spirit, the very dream of God.
My tomorrow is His today.  My distant hope is His 3-D.
And my feeble, whispered, faith-stained prayer invokes the thunderous, resounding, bone-shaking, great “AMEN!” from countless angels, from heroes of the Faith, from Christ Himself.
He is the Original Dreamer, the Ultimate Winner,
GUARANTEED!

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Vision - 2/26/14

This morning while I was getting ready for work, I saw a brief picture flash through my mind. It was just a picture of a black layer right above me with sparkles like stars in it.I immediately heard in my spirit, "write this down", so I started writing what I heard.
I heard that what I saw was Heaven. It was right above our heads.If you've ever seen the movie Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs, it looked very similar to the spray on shoes that Flint invents.
But it was just this thick layer directly above us. So close that if you were to reach your arm above your head, your entire hand down to your wrist, would be in another realm.
Every time we press in. Every time we pray. Every time we worship. Every time we pray in the Spirit, we pull it closer. It has always been close, but I feel like right now, it's closer than it's ever been before.

This year we need to be reaching. Reaching for the"unthinkable" and going after it. It's a year of New Beginnings. Behold! All things have been made new! We need to get a new perspective, we need to learn to look at things in a new way. We need to see people and situations the way God sees them. And then do our best to handle them the way He would. With love, humility, mercy, and grace. We need to get rid of our worldly way of looking at things, and look at them with our spirit fully engaged.

Be alert and aware because God is moving. And it's big. He is big. Press into Him, get to know Him, find out what weapon He has prepared for you and learn to wield it well! We need to be prepared. And the way we do that is by knowing Him.

Keep pressing in! Let it be on Earth as it is in Heaven!

Friday, February 14, 2014

Come With Me - 2007

School project

Come on a walk with me there the green grass grows, and the brook sings to me a tune.
Come stroll with me through the hills and listen to the music they sing, and the joy they bring.
It's wonderful to be here but so much more with you here too.
Look to your left and listen. It's a robin singing it's song to the wind.
Look to your right and smile at the doe and her fawn passing by.
Look up ahead to the clear blue sky and wonder what's going on in Heaven.
Touch the grass on which you sit and feel that it is softer than anything you've felt before.
Listen to the wind singing you a lullaby and rocking you to sleep on it's gentle breeze.
It's beautiful out here in the meadow where the lilies, roses, daises and marigolds grow.
Smell the roses reaching high for the sky and be lifted high with it's sweet, wondrous scent.
Enjoy this moment while you can.
Because soon it will be time to go back to your life...

The Boy and His Dog - 2007

Said the dog to the boy, "I am here if you need me",
But the boy brushed him off and ran with great speed,
down the lane where the wild grass grows,
and there he met a lion, eyes all aglow.
He let out a scream and the dog perked up.
"The boy needs my help!", he thought.
So the road the old dog flew,
he now knew what he had to do.
He let out a growl and louder it grew.
The lion looked up and away he flew.
The boy ran to the dog
and wrapped his arms around his neck.
"I'll never not trust you!",
the little boy said.

Just a Vessel - February, 2008

Some say she's just looking for attention.
Some say it's all just an act.
But no one has taken the time to look deep.
No one has really cared to ask.
So she holds her emotion deep down inside,
until she's alone and able to cry.
Then she cries out the pain and the hurt that she feels.
And waits for God and His timing to heal.
They all think she's weak and is just giving up.
When really, she's just building her courage back up.
She's been hurt so bad and broken so long,
that it's going to take time 'til once again she is strong.
Just give her some time, just give her some space.
Show her love, kindness, and grace.
She doesn't need the stare of your judgmental eyes.
It makes her feel useless and cuts down her size.
Now you know she doesn't just want attention.
Now you know its not just an act.
So please be careful of how think of her and what you say.
Because with every negative word, my heart cracks.

Realize - May 2, 2008

When I fall, You're always there.
You sweep me up without a care.
You bring me back to where I belong.
Safe and sound here in Your arms.

And You see every tear I cry.
You life my gaze back to the sky.
I see Your smile in the sun.
I remember how You've overcome.

When I'm going through hell in this world,
You remind me that You are Lord.
You whisper that You are always here,
and with You here, I have nothing to fear.

When I have lost my faith, You take my hand,
and lead me Your way.
You tell me it will all be okay,
that You will love me day after day.

So, in conclusion, I realize this:
You're so big, God, hard to miss.
You will never leave me out to dry,
my heart is Yours, 'til the end of time.

Skyelynn - August 16, 2007

The mic in your hand,
it's time to stand.
To lift up his name,
in worship and praise.
The band behind you,
backing you up.
It's almost time to go on,
be of  luck!
Gather the group,
pray really hard.
That God will help you
touch people's hearts.
To show His Glory,
and His Grace.
That's why God
put you here in this place.
You sing your heart out,
for an audience of One.
Millions are saved,
but it's all just begun.
You've got a real gift,
so use it for Him.
There's so much more in store for you,
my dearest Skyelynn.

First Love - August 25, 2009

A first love is sweet.
It is unforgettable.
It will stay in your heart forever.
But good things don't always last.
It hurts to let go.
But you have to.
So don't be sad.
Lift up your head.
Look ahead - 
To what is coming-.
Something new.
A better you.
Don't be afraid to love again.
Take the risk -
When the time is right.
It is time - 
To cry your last tear
For your very first love.


My Friend - February 1, 2007

This was also written for a school project.

I have a friend,
his name is Bend.
He is really rather funny.
He has long ears,
and a short, stubby tail,
because he is half bunny.
He has the face of a little boy,
but no one would ever know,
that he is almost 68 years old
with not much time to go.
I think it's best that everyone know,
he has a split personality.
He could be loving on you,
but if he changes his mind,
your face will longer be pretty.
He's quite a weirdo,
as you now see,
but that's just why he's perfect for me.
I am weird, yes that is true,
and if you are weird,
he'll love you too!



*Haha. Oh dear.*

This One Thing I Ask - February 2, 2008

You want respect and love from me,
how am I supposed to give it?
I do not have it inside of me,
therefore I cannot live it.
Am I expected to hold you in that same high place that I once did before?
When you are the reason my life is slowly crashing to the floor?
I cannot fix the distance between us,
nor is that my place.
But I can be weak and strong for ME,
and run at my own pace.
I am not being selfish looking only at me,
it is best for everyone if you just let me be.
God makes me happy,
makes me want to live and want to breathe.
Let me go to Him, not you.
HE is who I need.
Don't walk out of my life,
just give me a little room to breathe.
Please.

January 13, 2008

Hold me close
Never let me go
When I pull away
Hold me close

Whisper to me
Tell me how you feel
Make me laugh - and cry
Whisper to me

Sing me a song
Let me hear your voice
When I try to shut you out
Sing me a song

Love me for me
Not for someone else
When I'm weird and embarrassing
Love me for me

Hold me close
Never let me go
When I pull away
Hold me close

Caution - August 16, 2007

Love is a gift,
don't take it for granted.
Before you know it, you might not have it.
It might seem good at first,
perfect you say, but your heart's breaking more everyday.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
Is this where it ends?
Is this how I'll end up?
I so long to feel again.
So think before you dive.
It could cost you your life.

Strong Surrender - June 20, 2007

It starts in your heart, emotion you cannot contain.
You turn your stereo on and it all pours out like rain.
You fling yourself this way, a tear rolls down your cheek.
You're not sure what's happening, you being to feel weak.
You're weak, but strong, as you dance it all out.
You've never felt this way before, what's this all about?
You've held it inside for much too long, it's been longing to come out.
To show the world your imperfections, what you're all about.
You wipe away your mask, black tears stream down your face.
You fall to the ground and realize it's time to love your strength.
You are comfortable with who you are, as you cry your tears of surrender.
Offering all you have to Him to use to show His splendor.
You stand up, you do not move.
Alone you stand, just you.
In all your strong surrender.

                                    

Your Dance - June 20, 2007

You stand.
Alone and unafraid.
You feel.
The night breaking in the light of day.
The wind sweeps you up.
You start to move around.
You dance like never before.
You are lifted off the ground.
One arm, then the other.
They flow to imaginary music.
Your feet, they start to move.
It's like you don't know how to use them.
You close your eyes.
Feel the wind, and listen to it's whispers.
Interpreting every single word.
Like lights.
On and off you flicker in the night.
Like one bright light.
You show the world who you are.
Shining ever, ever so bright.
You shine.
Like that one bright star.
You open your eyes.
You see a curtain.
A crowd.
A stage.
People in awe of your dance.
Speechlessly amazed.

My Valentines Day Poem - February 12, 2007

A lonely Juliet looking way out yonder the horizon,
longs for a young gentleman to come sweep her off her feet.
One with fire in his eyes and
A strong sturdy arm, but a soft sweet touch.
Is it too big a request? Is she asking too much?
What is this she sees, coming up the road? 
A fair young man with eyes all aglow!
He raps on the door, she runs down the stairs.
She flings the door open, he's standing right there!
She jumps into his arms, he laughs; so does she.
She knows with him, she will live happily.
This is the story we all long to be true.
To fall in love and then say "I do".
But this is a fairy tale, and not the real world.
So now I, a lonely Juliet, look out my window and watch the rain pour.

Cursed Dream - January 31, 2007

This was written for a school project for a specific type of poem.

What I do I see coming down the road?
Is it just me? Am I seeing things?
Is it this hot, blazing sun, or this heavy load?
It's coming closer now, I see it clearly.
It is my love I see!
And I ask myself how.
She died years ago from a broken heart.
Is she coming back to me for a brand new start?
She is drawing nearer, ever so near.
I drop what I have and tremble in fear.
She comes toward me, hand raised up high.
I look and I see she's holding a knife!
She has come back, not for a new start.
But, as I did to her, to break my heart!
I scream and tremble in my sweat.
She brings the knife down, I'm at my end.
I open my eyes to see my bedroom.
It was all just a dream, I was not put to my doom.
I knew I should have listened to her when she said I'd be cursed.
Now every night, I have that same dream.
And I always wake up with that very same scream.





Then and Now - 2006

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
An ugly, broken-out face looking back at me.

My legs are too big, my waist isn't small.
Will I ever be good enough for anyone at all?

God gave me this body, yes I know.
But why can't I look like that model in Vogue?

Does God hate me? So He gave me this face?
I don't know what to think, I feel so out of place.

That used to be me, what you  just heard.
Then God spoke into my life, and gave me this word.

"I love you, Tourin, just as you are.
You don't need to look like this dirty world.
You can be My bright, shining star."

Now I look in the mirror, and what do I see?
A beautiful face, full of value and worth, looking back at me.

Stereotypes - 2006

I think about what it would be like to "emo" or "punk".
I wonder why people put up with this junk.

Can't people wear what they feel like wearing?
Why do we have to make them feel bad with all of our staring?

What would happen if everyone dressed the same way?
This would be a pretty boring world, wouldn't you say?

There would be no variety, there would be no change.
No one would have their own look and we'd all just be plain.

People are great, they have a big purpose.
By criticizing, all we're going to do is hurt them.

So please don't put people down because they're jock, emo, or punk.
Cause all you're doing is putting them in a box.

Telling them who they are doesn't do any good.
They'll believe you and stray from doing what they should.

So let people have their own unique style and taste.
I think it makes this world a much better place.

Waiting for Love - December 9, 2006

What kind of love do I long for?
The pure kind.
A love that is flawless and white.
It will be awhile before I find it;
I'll wait.
If I don't, there is no turning back.
Therefore, I will wait for that pure, white
Love that I long for.

Our Love - 2002

Our love is like a butterfly coming from it's cocoon, 
it's brand new.

Our love is like a baby bird,
it has to learn to fly.

Our love is beautiful,
it soars to the sky and dances with the angels.

Your love is mine and my love is yours,
we are each others.

Our love is everlasting,
it goes on for infinity.

We waited for each other,
our love is better that way.

We build our love around Jesus Christ,
it will not fade away.

Overwhelmed - December 9, 2006

To be overwhelmed with the love of a human is one thing.
But it's another to be overwhelmed with the love of my King.

My heart's desire is to feel that feeling, to think that thought.
To live that life, to fly beyond my very ceiling.

To dance that dance, to sing that song-
That song of love my whole life long.

Never stopping, never to rest.
Until the day I take my last breath.

The I shall see the One that I love.
And have an everlasting life being overwhelmed.

My Reason to Smile - April 12, 2010

I've never met someone quite like you.No one makes  me feel the way you do.
You make me smile, and you make my day.With you I'm happy in every way.
Every moment with you I spend, I'm forever wishing there would be no end.
When the thought of trusting made me afraid, you came along and I felt my fear fade.
You stayed by my side through it all, and now I know you'll be there to break my fall.
I want nothing more than to show that I care, to be the one that will always be there.
To make you laugh, and make you smile, would make my every day worth while.
I thank God for you everyday.You've been a blessing in such a huge way.
You opened my eyes and made me see there's more to this life than the petty things.
You've helped me dream big and live out loud. Not sit back in the shadows, but stand out in the crowd.
You've inspired me to reopen that door, to let God in and know Him more.
God has used you to show me His way, I only hope to repay you, somehow, someday.
You bring me joy, inside and out. You've given me something to smile about.
At 11:11 I wished for you, I never imagined my wish would come true.
I know of heartbreak and I know of paid, you are the rainbow that was so worth the rain.
Now one last thing to say at this poem's end, thank you for being my very best friend.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Tale of Three Kings by Gene Edwards - Book Discussion Guide Q&A

1. How can you break the cycle of wounding? What makes this hard to accomplish?

A: You can break the cycle of wounding by learning to let go and let God. By building a sort of muscle memory in your brain. When you want to default to letting something wound you deeply and have any sort of control over you, make the conscious choice to hand it over to God and leave it with Him. Don't try to take it back.
It can be hard to accomplish because we are human and it's uncomfortable not to feel in control of the situation you're in. It's unsettling to not be able to really stop something from happening, or not know the answer to a problem so you don't know what exactly to do. It's uncomfortable.

2. God's prophet had anointed David hen he was a boy, but for years David saw only hardship and danger. How can a person remain faithful between the promise and the payoff? What might make it difficult to remain faithful even after the payoff has arrived?

A: Again, we're human. I feel like that's a pretty sufficient answer for most of these questions. Super heroes aren't real. No one has superhuman emotions that don't ware. No one superhuman mental health that won't ware. No one has superhuman strength that won't ware. It's on thing to be physically tired, it's something completely different to be mentally and emotionally exhausted. It's so much easier to give up, rather than pushing through to maybe see the light at the end of the tunnel. For all you know, it could just be a longer tunnel than you knew. Or, there could be a small break in the tunnel and then just another longer, darker tunnel after that. Yes, there COULD be light. But you don't know for sure. And the not knowing is what makes it so difficult. Again, it comes down to actively choosing to trust God and walk in faith for what you cannot see.
Even after you get to the payoff, it may not be clear as to why you had to go through that in the first place. It may have made such a small difference in your heart that you don't even notice. But God does, and that's what really counts in the end. It may be years alter that you look back and see why you had to go through it, and it may be that you never actually find out. And that can be simply maddening if you don't let it go. For instance, I have no idea why my parents got divorced. Why that was allowed to happen. Why I had to hurt for so long. But, God does. And His word says that He will work all things for the good of those that love Him. It was very frustrating for awhile to not understand why that had to happen. But the bottom line is that it happened, I can't go back and change it, and even if I could, I don't know that I would. Now I couldn't have honestly said that before, but since I let it go, I can. And it feels way better than hanging on to it.

3. Have you been broken? Why do we tend to avoid this? Is it always necessary? Are you willing to live through pain, or do you avoid it? When do you most clearly see the sufficiency of God's grace?

A: Yes, I have been broken. I can't speak for someone else, but I tend to avoid it cause it sucks to feel that way. Plain and simple. If it's a choice that I can make that I know could bring pain, I probably won't choose it. However, if it's beyond my control, I've pretty much proven by now that I am willing to live through it. I'm not saying I've always avoided making those choices that brought pain by my own doing, but if I have ever been through something that I didn't knowingly put myself in the middle of, again like my parent's divorce, then I live through it. I was born a fighter and my natural instinct isn't to hide. I hide more often now due to things that have happened to me, but that is something I am working on daily. When do I see God's Grace best? Probably when I  have knowingly placed myself in a painful situation and He's let me run to His arms time after time. However, I have also seen it when I choose to do the right thing, even when it's the hard thing. I've definitely sen it then.

4. Who throws spears at you? How does God want you to respond?

A: Mostly, "friends" throw spears. It's not hard to tell that I'm someone who loves big. And I've heard it said that those that love big get hurt big. This has probably been my greatest downfall, because I'm really easy to take advantage of. I will love you anyway. Because that's what I feel like God wants me to do. I always manage to get back up, but it doesn't hurt any less the next time. And I can almost always count on it happening again and again. I know it happens to everyone probably, but I think it's something that happens a little more often to me. No matter what though, I will still love you.. And I will still give everything I have, even when I'm empty and have nothing else to give. And people can tell that. And the spears are thrown when the use me and leave me. I am learning more and more how exactly God wants me to respond. I DO think He wants me to continue to love, but it's really hard not to be bitter about it when I do it. Once again, I'm human. I am learning though that it's okay to distance yourself from people and still love them.

5. Are you clinging to God's promises or to God himself? What is the distinction (if any)?

I feel like there's not much of a difference. I cling to Him and what I know to be true of Him. He is good, He loves me, and I can trust Him. Those in themselves are both promises and characteristics of God. So when I cling to those things I'm clinging to Him and His promises.

6. Chapter 6 deals largely with God's divine establishment of authority. Read Romans 13 and consider your reaction to these concepts. What do you find hard to swallow? Are there any exceptions to this general rule?

A:  My reaction to these concepts is that it totally makes sense, but I don't like Obama at all. But really, the hard part to swallow is the fact that God is allowing this man to run our country the way he is, but instructs us to obey him. Even though everything Obama does is against everything I believe. I think there is an exception. I think if Obama asked me to do something that was directly against something in the Bible, I would refuse. Such as to speak blasphemy or something along those lines. However, there are people like Rosa Parks who made a huge difference by simply refusing to sit at the back of a bus because of the color of her skin. Because it was not morally right. And that was the law. And she disobeyed. I think that the main thing is to take everything to God in prayer and ask what He would have you do it. And then do it. Even if it's to do nothing, like in David's case. With me, however, it's always been pretty easy to know what He wants me to do. In most situations anyway. That doesn't mean I always did what I knew He wanted me to do though.

7. Do you agree with the author's assertion that God knows, but He never tells us? How does your answer affect your view of God's relationship with His children?

A: I don't fully agree with that. I know that sometimes, God won't tell us. But other times I know He will. I have asked Him countless times what I should do or why something is happening, and sometimes He tells me and sometimes He doesn't. So I don't fully agree with him saying he NEVER tells us.
My answer doesn't affect my view really. My view is still the same. I don't believe God just wants us to pray at Him, I think He wants us to talk WITH Him. Which means that He wants to talk back, in one way or another. You just have to let Him tell you the way He wants to and not the way you think He should. And you need to be okay with it when He chooses not to tell you. I definitely haven't perfected that skill. When I get frustrated and yell at Him for not telling me what I want to know, I always go back and apologize. Sometimes it just takes me a minute to calm down and then I have to actively choose to let go and let Him be God.

8. What needs to happen to put your own inner Saul to death?

A: I guess everyone's inner Saul looks different. I think that for me it's probably the part of Saul that was envious of  David. I do struggle with being envious of people sometimes. And I think to put that to death is to choose to start actively thanking God for all that I have. And to take my focus off of what I don't have onto what I do have. It's not material things I am envious of.. It's relationships that people have and I long for. I have to make myself focus on the relationships and other things that I have been blessed with. Because then I find myself not really liking someone I don't even know. Sometimes never even met.

9. David's men saw the opportunity as a sign from God but David refused to harm Saul. If an opportunity arose, would you do something drastic to ensure your own safety? to exact justice? to take revenge?

A: In the situation dealing with brokenness, no, I don't think I would. I have had plenty of opportunities to do those things. And I haven't taken them. I haven't always made the best choices, but luckily, I have had God's voice in the back of my mind whispering, "don't say/do that", or "yes, say/do that".
If Skye Skelly showed up at my door right now needing a hot meal and place to stay, and I had the opportunity to let her back in and feed her, or to shut the door in her face because she deserves it for the way she treated me... Part of me wants to say I would turn her away. That's the part that's hurt. That I haven't been able to let go of. But in my heart, I know 110% certain, I would let her in.

10. The author points out that God does not rescind His gifts, even when people use them unfaithfully. (but contrast the story of Samson in Judges 16.) What does this show about God's character?

A: That He doesn't give gifts to take them back. He gives them freely because He loves us freely and unconditionally. And I think that's how He wants us to operate too.

11. Do you know any Davids who have been condemned as Sauls?

A: My old pastor, Tim Skelly. My mom. Mamma Bates.

12. What makes a true leader? How should a real leader approach and handle his or her authority?

A: A true leader is someone who will always do what is right, even if it's the harder choice. They will always listen to wise council, have a teachable spirit, practice good communication and loving confrontation, and will seek God in all that they do. They should approach their authority with humility and handle it with grace and mercy. However, they must also be able to handle difficult situations with a stern attitude sometimes. But always, always operating out love.

13. The author equates rebellion with thievery, taking what is not rightfully one's own. Do you agree with the author's statement that" no rebellion in the Kingdom of God is proper"? What differentiates dissenters or reformers from schismatics and dividers? How would you apply these truths to historical events like the Protestant Reformation or the American Revolution?

A: I do agree with it that no rebellion in His Kingdom is proper, because He's God. And no matter what, you should always do what He's asked you to do. And the cool thing is, He will still talk with you about it and be there with you through YOUR situation. You don't always have to go off of something He told Abraham to do. However, rebelling against what He's specifically asked of you, that's never right. Or proper.
The difference between someone who is trying to divide and someone who is making a change is, in my opinion, self. One is motivated by selfish desires and the other is motivated by a calling or a passion placed in them by God.
And, to be really honest, I slept through History. Even when I was homeschooling and had to read the book to myself, I still fell asleep. So, my extent of knowledge on those particular events is that they happened at some point in time. Moving on…

14. Do you agree with David's commitment to "raise no hand", or do you find this course too passive? How can we know when God wants us to take action and when He wants us to accept action taken against us?

A: I think it is really very simple. I agree with his decision because I know that David was a man after God's own heart, so I know that he would consult God before making his decision. If you want to know what he wants, ask Him. Sometimes it may be that He will give you the answer, and other times He will let you decide what is best for the situation. Maybe there is no "right or wrong" decision and He wants you to just choose. I know He has dealt with me that way before.

15. In this story, David considered the throne to be God''s, not his own to have, to take, to protect, to keep. He asserted that he desired God's will more than God's blessing. Could you say the same about what God has given you? How would you respond if your job, your home, your family, were all taken away from you.

A: I don't honestly know for sure. I think that in my heart, I want His will first and foremost, but I also know that I enjoy His blessings as well. If it were all taken away, I think that I would probably respond very similar to Job. However, I think I would go through times of being very weak in my faith and other times of being very strong. But I can never see myself deserting my Jesus completely. I have seen Him come through for me way too many times, and felt Him so tangibly that it was unmistakably Him, that I can't imagine ever turning away. I can't honestly imagine my life without Him. I think the emptiness I would feel, would be much greater than the pain I would endure in losing everything.

16. Sauls see only Absaloms; Absaloms see only Sauls. Neither can recognize a David. How can we distinguish one from the others? Is it true that we can never be certain whether a leader is a Saul or a David, that only God can truly know?

A: I think that everything comes down to communication with God and Holy Spirit. For me, I have always gone with my convictions from the Holy Spirit. I always ask him to tell me what's going on. I have always been close with Holy Spirit. So I guess it's kind of hard for me to imagine having to discern things a different way. Having to distinguish between those things is sometimes difficult but I know that Holy Spirit won't lead me astray. I don't like talking about how often I hear from Holy Spirit because I don't want to come off as cocky or anything like that. But I'm just trying to be real. And the truth is that I honestly don't really know how to differentiate between anything any differently than I always have. And, back to communication, if I am having a hard time hearing Holy Spirit, I ail seek council from someone wise and that I trust and look at as a mentor/friend.
I think that it's true that only God can truly know. I have seen a lot of people act like one thing and turn out to be the complete opposite. Only God knows what's truly in their heart. And sometimes He will let you in on it, and other times you just have to find out for yourself.

17. The person who wields the rod of God's authority should be the meekest, a broken man, lest his people live in terror. What kind of authority does a true leader have? How should he or she respond to that commission? How should his or her followers respond to that individual?

A: A true leader will have true authority and will not operate out of self, but out of compassion and passion for his people. And what is best for them. He will know how to put others above himself.
They should respond with humility knowing that they only have this authority, because God gave it to them. And their leaders should submit to them. However, I think that there are some exceptions regarding morals, as I stated earlier.

Absolute

Though the events of my life are beyond my understanding, I know I'll get through it somehow.
With God as my strength, though the situation demanding, to the world I will not bow.
I can get through this with God on my side, and at times I may fall on my face.
But I'll get back up and over the Devil I'll stride with confidence and a rare peacefulness.

Daddy

Her smile is to die for.
Her eyes are intense.
Your ears are captivated by her first sentence.
Her very first cry sent chills up your back.
Before you know it, you'll be helping her pack.
For college, or for her first house.
You'll stand without a word, holding it in, quiet as a mouse.
She'll lean over and give you a kiss,
you'll fall apart,
just like any dad should.

Nature of Life

The wind is ore that just a breeze,
it sings a song.

The leaves are more than just leaves on a tree,
the make music.

The swing set is more than just creaky chains and bars,
It sings the song of freedom.

The sun is more than just a hot blaze,
it is a spotlight; it's shining on your beginning.

The rain is more than just precipitation,
it's tears from our Lord's eyes; they rain on our lives, washing us clean.

Life is more than just an existence,
it's a purpose; it is a song to be sung out by you.

Tourin Ceara - By Skyelynn Skelly

They watched her heart ache; it tickled their pride,
Then they slammed a door in her face.
They mocked; they scoffed, and jealously sighed,
"Oh, that Tourin. What a beautiful disgrace."
But when their lives were left out to burn,
She was the face to whom they would turn.
Though she was the one the hated a cursed,
She would tell them, "I'll love you at your best and your worst."
And all the way something was stirring,
Something she'd felt before reoccurring.
No longer could she deny her hidden pain,
The lies and scars she couldn't obtain.
Her heart about ready to burst,
The love of God could quench her thirst.
"What more do You want from me?", she cried out in tears.
"I've struggled through trauma and faced my fears! And this is how I'm repaid for following Your call? Don't You still love me? Even at all?"
"Dear beautiful child", a voice came from above, "I have always been here. Do you not know of My love? My love for you is like the ocean reaching for the shore, a never ending rhythm for a heart once broken and sore.My love is like a tour jete, leaps and turns everyday. But even when you fumble and fall to the ground my heart will sing at it's loudest sound, with all that it's got, I'll love you forever Tourin Ceara Scott."


By Skyelynn Skelly

Dreams.

To be free of the chains holding me back.
That is my dream.
To soar through the sky, whether red, blue, or black.
That is my dream.
To lay in a field of wildflowers with the one that I love.
That is my dream.
To see the world's sins washed clean - white as a dove.
That is my dream.
To sing like there is no one listening.
That is my dream.
To dance with the angels with eyes glistening.
That is my dream.
To live for God and no one else.
That is my dream.
To lay in his arms and feel my heart melt.
That is my dream.
To put others first, above my wants and needs.
That is my dream.
To look in his eyes as he's down on one knee.
That is my dream.
To see all of your dreams come true.
That is my dream.
And to see mine unfold would be pretty nice too.

Barbie Dolls

In a room full of Barbie dolls, she cries the night away.
With their painted eyes staring, making her feel ashamed.
She's not what they want, she's not built the right way,
So she cries out in the night, longing for the day...

When she'll be able to march through the door,
filled with a confidence like never before.
She'll shut out the Barbie's, throw them to the floor,
She'll decide they don't own her anymore.

In a house full of screaming, things thrown everywhere,
a young boy sits in the corner, totally aware.
Something's not right, Daddy's so mad,
something's gone wrong, was it something he did?
Dad left that night with no "I love you",
the boy grows up not know how to push through.
As he's alone in his room full of pain,
he puts the gun down,
stands, and declares that today...

He'll march through that door, and he'll be alright.
Say, "I love you, Mom", not put up a fight.
He takes a stand, gets up off the floor,
Decides pain doesn't own him anymore.

Can we be strong through the hard times?
Do what's right, shine through the night?
Take a stand. Pick yourself up.
Brush off your shoulders. Shake it all off...

And pick up your Barbie, throw it away.
Don't choose to waste one more day.
March through the door know you'll be okay.
Pick yourself up off the floor.
Your problems.
Your worries.
Life...

Doesn't own you anymore.

In a room full of Barbie dolls
she wipes her tears away.
Looks in those painted eyes
knowing she'll be okay.

Swing

I sit.
The wind moves through the trees and reaches me.
The chains creak a little.
I rock slowly on my toes and back to my heels again.
The chains creak a little more.
I push off the ground and watch the gravel under me roll away with the brush of my feet.
I push off a little harder my feet no longer touching the ground.
My hair starts to move in the wind.
I'm getting higher, the ground is farther away.
I feel free as if my worries just fly off my shoulders and my burdens go too.
I feel like I'm flying and there's no limit to where I can go or what I can do.
I feel at peace when I swing.
My feet hit the ground now.
Harder this time.
Until I stop.
Now I sit.
The wind moves through the trees and reaches me.
The chains creak a little.
I open my eyes and look around.
I stand.
Ready to face life now.
Ready to fight.
I am ready for reality to settle back in after my dream in the sky.
When i sit.
And the chains creak.
And I just...

Swing.

Revelation - April, 2010

What happened to the inspiration that I once had,
when I could write in any circumstance whether good or bad?
When I could look at the rain and see the sun, 
when it felt like the end, I knew in my heart something better had just begun.
Life throws you curves and can knock you down.
It can help you back up, or just throw you around.
No matter what situation I found myself in,
there was always a way out when I just looked to Him.
Through all the hard things I've had to endure,
of my Lord, Jesus Christ, I've always been sure.
It will never matter what I do or say,
He stays with me every step of the way.
With Him there, there is nothing I cannot handle.
Not divorce, rejection, even gossip and scandal.
There's no time in life allowed to be scared.
Nothing can harm me with my Jesus right there.
I've decided I'm done letting life get me down.
I'm stepping up and donning my crown,
with God as my Father I am Royalty.
And when I step into His Presence, 
nothing can touch me.
There is always good in the bad and joy in the sorrow,
look for it today -- there's no promise of tomorrow.