Thursday, January 20, 2011

CREATE

TO CREATE. 
It's the most wonderful, beautiful, powerful and moving way to demonstrate.


Demonstrate the Kingdom that runs like blood in our veins.
Display the constant originality that consistently rains.


Rains like a violent force upon our spirit.
That makes people weak in their knees and shaken in their soul when near it. 


To create is to remember that He took his majestic hand and dug you up from the dirt.
To remind yourself that he breathed into a clump of clay and upon it put a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. 


To recall that with His imagination He shaped and formed the planet.
Then took the dust from that creation and made people to man it. 


To create is color. Pens, pencils and paint.
To create is personality. The musician, the lawyer, the doctor, the saint.


To create is scooters, motorcycles and cars.
To create is writing, painting, the moon and the stars.


To create is to speak, is to sing, is to dance.
To create is to brand your own personal swag-like stance. 


To create is to dig your hands into the dirt of this life and see worth.
To make wonders of things others just see as the nothings of the earth. 


True creating is seeing what isn't there.
I'm glad God saw me in that dirt while it was so plain and so bare. 


True creating is breathing your life on something that is dead.
Saying something where nothing else has ever been said. 


To create is to remember you have a God that created you.
To truly exist and exist out loud
is to be a creator too.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Dreaming is Believing


I dream and I dream and I dream and I dream. It never dies. 
Voices echo in my heart with Heaven's volume. They penetrate the skies.
They pierce the heaviness of the atmosphere and make their way to my soul.
With their words, my doubts, my fears, and my disbeliefs they stole. 
They snatch that doubt from me before it can sink in and become known.
They yank it back before the disease of its negativity makes this house a home.
I hear that cloud of witnesses the Bible talks about forcing me to remember all that I have dreamed.
They are loud in my spirit reminding me of my current status: redeemed. 
Their voices mixed with that of my Heavenly Father is enough for me.
I will dream and dream and dream and dream until I see.
There is nothing stronger than a faith that simply knows.
No evidence. No proof. No guarantee. And yet that faith...it grows. 
I dream with trust.
Dream. It's a must.
Because you know what they say. Or maybe it's just me. With all that I am...
DREAMING IS BELIEVING.