The Scandal of Love…

Walking down the street
Remembering your tender words
Clinging to the light of yours,
Sinking in your eyes forever
Melting in the sweet journey

I am whispered of thy beauty once more
Once more as I seat on the bench I listen
Reading your story grasping as I dream of
Is there such a love?
Is there such a beauty?

…And He reaches them all who failed
And He embraces the collectors of belongings
And He touch the untouchable, with love
And He gave light to those in darkness

…And He spoke of perfection as it is
And He taught on Majesty
And He opened a way closed before
And He was just the Master of Love within

…As He walk my eyes were astonish
My heart turns violently inside
My steps want to run toward freedom
My hands want to be encircle by His Mercy

Yes, I’m no perfect
Either I pursue complacency
Since I know how scandalous His kind of Love is
All I want is to walk with Him my journey

Not, I’m not pure
Either I pursue sympathy
Because I had learn the Beauty that sink my eyes in Him
And He never ends, He is forever indeed

I need this scandalous love
The love around
The love within
The love that has being birth
…since I behold His Beauty
NO other than the Lord, No other than Him alone.

caption by The Lens Flare.

Forsaking the Nets!!!

Walking down the street I remember my dreams
The ones that you sown in my heart from the beginning
Then I stop and realize that I must run those pearls
Then I realize I must run the other way

I came back to my place and make my bags ready
I packed just enough to run after my desires
They’re not just mine but from the King’s heart
All I guard to give glory to whom makes me alive

I left all behind with all those glories that began to fade
Time is now to search for that Joy I saw there
To walk into whom I am in my extravagant days
Those that you’ve promised from the redemption day

I pack the clothes, books, and no memories
I look into the future with every glimpse of gladness
I just look at your countenance every time I walk
Now almost ready to unfold your awesome wonders

I see a future where I can shout your name for all you did
I see a future full of stories to tell from my path at your side
I see a future like never before I dreamed
I see even better when thinking from your heart

Tell me more
Tell me more
Tell me more
Tell me more…My God

Rushing like the wind full of hopes that you spoke about
And you can even go beyond my wildest dwellings
My thoughts can not stand alone but with my peace and passion
Full of adventures is my eyesight waiting for

My God, My God, I know you have it all!!

Writing to God…

To The King Of Kings

Hounting day by day never resting
Molding jars of clay with every breath
Filling all our hopes with His greatness
Firmly determine to reach all souls

Searching ways to give us holy bread
Unsearchable grace holding a commitment
Eyes of fire that melt my fears away forever
My King of Kings is master at Love us even more

Every day I stand before His presence
Nothing to offer just a servant heart to give
Beautiful Christ who gives freedom at the Cross
For You the Glory, Power and the Kingdom be

No words can express the Joy I’m holding
And every bit is living to give You Praise
I’m wondering for more power to discover
My precious King of Kings, He is all I need.

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The Bridegroom’s Voice

Standing at your feet waiting,
expecting for you to reveal your heart to me,
getting a sense of heaven as my heart beats,
searching to know your absolute desires patiently,
as my breathing goes with this new fragrance,
and my skin is no more dwelling in my grief,
Praise my King! Every bit of my thankful soul,
make yours every glory,
make only come to pass your will.

When kiss your beauty with every single tear,
my heart eyes start to dwell eternity,
my hands also reach the perfect Lamb clothed in love,
His greatness enlighten the room as present your voice in a glimpse,
make your sweetness be touched by every human being,
make every soul joyful when searching the tenderness of His breeze,
my only moment where the life make truly worth,
Precious Emmanuel goes hounding for our freedom without resting,
Worthy King, my Bridegroom… in You Everlasting is my peace.
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Embracing My Master Faithfulness

The sword had pierced my cold and rocky soul
Thousand nights in the battle for this courage
I went to His feet crying out for truly strength
A cost which dividends are worth for the King’s glory

These terms are not cheap nor are they from my own
An alabaster jar been cleaned and unfolded day by day
The taste of these waters is what releases us from strong hands
Thanks to the King which been slain rose up from wearing my sins

A revealing truth invites my heart to the life parade
And His faithfulness embraced this gift of hidden manna
I died to my own ways and wait like a tree plant by a river
Learning the King’s obedience and surrendering to his breath

A warm afternoon all around my hopes and a sweet fragrance
Are these the powers of the King’s presence moving in the waters?
I fear no more with His eyes of fire fighting in this spilled heart
He gave the music to my blood and on His house I dwell, forevermore.

Tireless runner need it today!

what’s life in a glimpse

of these surrender of my

words?

what’s there for me

if all I just perform

was lost

what’s life out there

on colors to discolor my

sorrow

if all I just pursue

was love

and love is inconvenient

but is all that matter

when all my ways

surrender to its beauty

what’s life for me?

Life is all

Life is to give

Life is to pursue more

Life is to smile at me

Life is to have fun

Life is also to cry

Life is also to awake

Life to be worth

must be run.

What’s life for me?

is to Love

is to find grace

is to win the race.

Alabastar Jars, the answer to my ponders

This is the bell ringer…Fearfully made! God fashion my inner person. I’m one of a kind Masterpiece wonderfully made.

I still do not like my ears, my eyes, my legs, and may be a couple of inches more wouldn’t hurt anybody, but for the record I was today remembered that I’m unique with a certain degree of intellect like “NO One” on earth. That’s call Fearfully made.

I’m The Masterpiece of God. Yes I am! So are You!