A plate

On the way home from work today I saw a cute license plate:

"I-WRITE"   :)

A song

Tears of the Saints by Leeland 

There are many prodigal sons
On our city streets they run
Searching for shelter
There are homes broken down
People's hopes have fallen to the ground
From failures

This is an emergency!

There are tears from the saints
For the lost and unsaved
We're crying for them come back home
We're crying for them come back home
And all your children will stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home
Father, we will lead them home

There are schools full of hatred
Even churches have forsaken
Love and mercy
May we see this generation
In it's state of desperation
For Your glory

This is an emergency!

Sinner, reach out your hands!
Children in Christ you stand!
Sinner, reach out your hands!
Children in Christ you stand!

And all Your children will stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home
Father, we will lead them home

http://listen.grooveshark.com/s/Tears+Of+The+Saints/2xatzn?src=5

I would love to post the music video that we made with our friends to go along with this song, but we first need to find out how to get it to Youtube. ;)

A poem

I thought up this poem last night. It's nothing much, but I haven't written a poem in a while, so I felt thrilled to be inspired to write one.

~*~

The Heavenly King and his Daughter

He's waiting for her to come back
Come back with open arms
He's waiting to forgive her still
Forgive with open heart

He is firmly fixed in where he stands
Yet o'er the world she roams
Her heart is stone while his is soft
She whistles while he groans

Suddenly she can't escape her sin
He finds her at his feet
He reaches down to pick her up
She cries as their eyes meet

Oh she cannot take his mercy in
It fairly breaks her heart
Yet she knows that only he can save
She never must now part

"My child, my child, I love you still
You are my only joy
And should you ever leave again
My heartstrings thou would ploy."

The tears flow freely as he speaks
A lump stops up her voice
"And now," she thinks quite to herself,
"He is my final choice.

"He is my only comforter
I'll never leave his side
And always he will care for me
With Him I will abide."

A glimpse

What is a blog for? To write about your life, to share thoughts on topics, to post a favorite song or link? I want my blog to be about good things. About Jesus and his love for us. About stunning pictures and beautiful songs. So here you are. Your glimpse into my world.