The Unknown

You plan your steps
you set your sights
you think the future is yours
you are sadly mistaken
you fight & claw for control
effort wasted
misplaced, self disgraced
"You are in control.
Whatever you want is yours."

Then it all crumbles
all you can muster are mumbles
your mind full of false rumbles
you lay down and stay down
shut it all out
until it your mind takes a clout
its all fragments of what it could be
all stagnant remnants of what was
your plan never had traction
it was all talk
no control over action
your will never stood a chance
had no craft
had no counsel
had no backbone

You plan your steps
you set your sights
but control isn't yours to hone
you can never attain it
never can you claim it
"I'm the man.
I've worked so hard.
I want it so bad.
It's mine now."

Your sadly mistaken
you wield no weight
your words don't control your fate
yet you still wrestle
you yet still debate
control you'll never own
its not yours to set in stone

You must travel into the unknown
control you must disown
your perfect plans postpone
give them up
slay the throne
freedom comes in the dethroned

You must take blind steps
you must see the dark
drown in the freedom of the unknown

Fear First

I desire to be a man of wisdom
to carry discipline and prudence
to carry the title of wise,
I first must fear the wise
listen to the wise
breath in the words,
the proverbs and parables,
the guidance and riddles
then I can use my breath
my breath to breathe the same words
wear the words upon my neck
so when I am enticed
when I am troubled
when I am tempted
I will stand strong
I won't give in
I will be called
I will not reject the outstretched hand
I will grab hold
I refuse to let go
then only then
will I live in safety
will I be at ease
will I be without fear of harm
all because I feared Him first.

My Purpose...

to bring life to the lifeless
to give a heartbeat to the heartbroken
to show a glimpse of light where there is none
to disrupt the comfort
to stand strong and not back down
to become a better man
to pour joy to the joyless
to give vision to the close-minded
to break my mold and the mold of others
to grow my heart and give it depth
to see the abandoned find rescue
to love without limit those who have been told their is a limit
to prove with God ALL is possible.

Rewritten

We are all imperfect
yet all searching for thee perfect
we all fall short of who we are
all hide, run, abandon
fill ourselves with shame
a want to tear ourselves apart
our pasts weren't good enough
filled with a loneliness
colored pitch black
yet we are given something so perfect
it is so pure and free
it rewrites our tattered past
and comes to define our future
it is held by imperfection
and spreads like disease
its injected in two
and turns shame to joy
you find what you've been missing
now you'll never let go
you are both still imperfect
but you hold the cure
share with each other
to make the impure, pure

Hear His Voice

Today if you hear his voice
do not harden your heart
do not turn away
your rebellion leads to deceit
astray you will be devoured
you will be at the mercy of wolves
looking to rip you limb for limb
a hardened heart wages war
the war takes your mind captive
you can no longer be captivating
for if you live rebellious, astray, and captive
you will most certainly die

But today if you hear his voice
do not harden your heart
be still and listen
let his voice lead you to light
to the freedom of open pastures
a hardened heart is a weak heart
keep your head up
keep your heart strong

Today if you hear his voice
let him tell you a story long and true
this story is the beginning of life