I know You made the day and the night
I know You separated darkness from light
I know You made the sun, moon, and stars
I know You created Saturn and Mars
I know You made the songs the birds’ sing
I know You spoke and created all things
I know You called me to follow Your will
I know I fail but that You love me still
I know You bled and hung on a tree
I know You did this all just for me
I know I live because You chose to die
But what I still do not understand, is why
She had eyes of radiant blue
Made a dish of confusion stew
The Hardy Boys can’t find a clue
She appeared in a dress and boots
He stood there in a tattered suit
Trying to escape their history
But cannot solve this mystery
Stopwatch at a Mary Kay party
Going nowhere but trying to flee
Chewing gum and being carefree
She appeared in a dress and boots
He stood there in a tattered suit
Trying to escape their history
But cannot solve this mystery
Talk the days and run the nights
Robbed the bank of loneliness plight
Had a vision but lost all sight
She appeared in a dress and boots
He stood there in a tattered suit
Trying to escape their history
But cannot solve this mystery
Forgot to tip the cabana boy
Buried the carcass of a childhood ploy
In the mundane there is great joy
She appeared in a dress and boots
He stood there in a tattered suit
Finally escaping their history
But cannot solve this mystery
Confidence is walking in who God says we are
Arrogance is walking in who we think we are
Misery is not walking at all
Wisdom is finding the right path to walk in
Foolishness is not caring in which path we walk
Amidst the chaos and the confusion
I practice my swordsmanship
In spite of the busyness of life
I polish and shine my shield
Some think I am crazy while others just ignore
But over the noise I soon hear a sound
It is far off in the distance but still there it is
Not many can hear it but I know what I hear
It is a quiet thud but I faintly hear it
It is a monotonous and dull sound
But it has a certain beat and rhythm to it
It is the sound of marching
Not like the sound of a marching band
And not even the sound of a company soldiers
But this is the sound of a mighty army marching
The marching slowly grows louder and louder
And now no one can deny that they hear it
It keeps getting closer and closer with every moment
Soon it drowns out all the chaos and noise
Many are afraid and some are confused
But my hope rises up and my faith is stirred
For I am ready with sword and shield in hand
For this is the day I have lived my entire life for
The day of the great army marching to battle
Many stay behind and they try to discourage others
But I am not deterred nor is does my resolve waiver
I was born for this moment…I was created for this
To join the army for the Battle of the Ages
You become the hunted
Psychotic, deranged, crazy, insane
poke me with a stick I’m locked up in this tiny cage
You have me I’m yours treat me how you will
with hate and fear until emotion I don’t feel
You bellow and laugh and turn your head away
and with the snap of the chains now you become the prey
The shifting of your eyes, shadows my disguise
stumbling while you run, but you can never hide
The terror begins, the hunt is on
the tables seem to turn, I hear the scary song
Or is it just a score of this movie gone astray
you’ve had my soul on layaway and now you’re gonna pay
You become the hunted
Darkness and evil surrounds me as the hunt begins
good vs. evil me and you round one of armageadon
I’m coming your way so hurry, releasing God’s fury
One judge no jury your demise you’ll meet don’t worry
my sworn enemy by any means I’m gonna bring you pain
representing heaven in this life or death game
maintain my cool though my heart’s pumpin like an engine
You’ve had your turn, now it’s time for mine
revenge and rage controls my body, your tears are running down
now it is only fitting that you’re the hunted now
So I hunt you down with the wrath of God within me
not here to take your life, but you can give it up freely
Hear me in the night as I makes you go insane
and my nonstop chantin’ starts to seep into your brain
Dear God I beg for mercy on the souls that tortured me
I ask that they be shown the grace that you’ve shown me
The end is upon you I release my anger on you
I’ll destroy you and you will know that I am the LORD
For decades and decades, you’ve hunted us down
body count rising or descending to the ground
The concrete jungle closes the silence surrounds
The only thing heard is your heart as it pounds
Sweat pours from your skull, afraid to turn around
Looking over your shoulder what was that sound
Sick of it all no more you can take
The running’s slowed down, your spines about to break
My sights lined up, you don’t have a clue
Should I make my move, what should I do?
The chase is almost done, the oppression forgot
I’ve escaped with my life by the grace of God
You become the hunted
I get so frustrated with “christians” because they give a bad name to the rest of the true followers of Jesus Christ.
God loves me. He doesn’t just love me because I am part of the human race, but he loves me, because I am Zack Hale and because I am uniquely designed just as He intended. He truly loves me. He loves me in spite of my flaws and mistakes. (I like how we make things sound lesst bad or threatening by calling ours sins “flaws and mistakes.”) I cannot comprehend that love. My mind tells me that He loves me because that is what the Bible says, but to truly comprehend that love is impossible. Sometimes I think that the love of God that I think I understand is probably closer to hate than the actual agape love of God. This 18 inches between my brain and my heart seems like an impossible chasm. Ephesians says, “the love of Chirst surpasses all knowledge.” I think that is putting it lightly. I know God loves me but my continuing pray has been that I will understand a little more of that love every day. It seems that the more I grasp God’s love the more I desire to live for Him. However as Paul said in Romans, the things I want to do I do not always do. So I have realized the more I live and exist in that love, the more I am able to move from a desire to live for Him to actually living a life that is centered around Christ. I think that is what was meant when the Bible says in Him we live, move, and have our existance. If we live and rest in the love of Christ, then we can move and exist in such a way that His love is evident and comes to fruition in our daily lives. When we begin to function in his love and it begins to bear fruit, then we can know and live at peace in the reason that we were created and exist. Anyway, I know that God loves me so much that I cannot even begin to understand it. And I know that if I can begin to function in his love then I will begin to understand the purpose of my existance and I can live in peace with that understanding.
I love you
But I am scared to show it
I am scared of what others may think
I am worried about the response of those around me
I love you
But I am scared what you may think
I am scared of your response to me
I do not want to hurt you
I love you
But I am scared you will not love me back
I am walking towards a cliff and love will push me over
And I am scared you will not catch me when I fall
I love you
But will you receive it when I show it
Or will you think it is all for show
Will you think it is to manipulate or make me look good
I love you
But does it get old if I tell you all the time
Does it still mean something to you if you hear it everyday
Do you believe it if I say it to you but not to others
I love you
But what do you think when I say it
Even though I do not express it adequately
Do you still believe when I say it but not always show it
I love you
But I do not have the words to describe it
I become so frustrated trying to convey the message of my heart
It frustrates me so much that I want to scream
I love you
But sometimes I abuse your response to my love
I can see the hurt that this selfish abuse causes
And it destroys everything in me when I see the hurt
I love you
But your love for me is so much greater
It makes me try and pursue love even harder
So that my love could try to equal yours
I love you
But I want to bring a gift as the symbol of my love
But all the gifts of the world would not be enough
So there is nothing that I offer that would be worthy
I love you
But that love should never mean having to apologize for hurt caused
But my flesh it fails my love which causes you pain
So hopefully my love is enough to allow me to say I am sorry
I love you
But what is your response to that
I wait in the great turmoil of anticipation
And then you answer and that is when I know that….
you love me
You realize that a ball field will not do
So you try a park and that is better but not quite right
You try the library but that definitely does not work
So you go to church but that is not good enough
And so all this time, just the right place is somewhere special
Christ said that if we have hatred or are angry with our brother then we are the same as murderers. What is hatred except the lack of true agape love. Brotherly love, self motivated love, or the knowledge of love will not do; but only to love as Christ loves. So there are people that I do not like but I do not think I necessarily hate them, but if I do not love them unconditionally as Christ loves them then I am the same as a mass murderer, a serial killer, or someone who performs abortions. Any good Christian thinks those are horrible and makes a strong stand against them, all the while we are doing the same thing as those murderers within our own heart. Kind of makes me think I have a lot more beams in my eye than I thought.
