To whom ever reads this

Sometimes when people see my hands they say, you have large hands/

and they go on about how I have piano fingers/

but now I'm wishin that my hands were bigger/

because they'll never be big enough to catch every tear that falls/

Sometimes when people see my eyes that say, you have small eyes/

it's true I do, and I don't have very good visions/

and now I'm wishin that I could see better/

Because I wasn't able to see everything that had happened/

nor do I see what's going on right now/

Sometimes when people see my ears they say, you have small ears/

and they go on by trying to size their ears up to mine/

but now I'm wishing they were better/

so I can hear your heartbeat when your scared/

So I can hear your footsteps when your coming/

So I can hear your thoughts when your thinking/

but all of this wishing, isn't really doing much/

in fact it's wasting the time I have to be praying/

So I'll begin to finish this poem by telling you the reason I wrote it/

I wrote it to remind you that I love you/

cause even though my lips might not speak those words often/

I want my actions to show it/

Cause it's really easy to say it and never mean it/

and I wrote this poem to tell you that I'm praying for you/

daily, and I'm not saying it and not actually doing it/

I'm praying for you cause I've been there/

I've been in the same boat but I had on different shoes/

I've been to the  point of feeling lost and confuse/

and I've been to the point where I thought my life had no use/

but God stepped in and stopped me before I did anything foolish/

He grabbed my hand and told me He's giving me another chance/

He'll do the same to you, Call out to Him He will pull you out of that boat/

Your worth more then what the media says your worth/

He has a purpose for you and your more then beautiful to God/

Don't give up now it's never too late/

I know I can't always be there for you/

And I can't stop every tear/

And there will always be something your not telling me/

But Christ, knows all, sees all and hears all/

And I know He'll never leave/

So please, accept Christ as Savior and don't throw away your life. 

The Street Light.

1 Corinthians 4:9

For I think that God hath set forth us the apostles last, as it were appointed to death: for we are made a spectacle unto the world, and to angels, and to men.

I know where you live/

but not in a creepy way/

 you live in house somewhere between/

slow falling tears, and heart break/

and the houses around you are the street names testimony/

cause the Father who lives to your right, just lost his job/

and the teenage girl that lives to your left just lost her boyfriend/

and they both meet in the middle

 Cause they know that the you know Jesus/

your life shows it, you've been a spectacle to them/

They know through you/

that Jesus heals the broken hearts/

Jesus heals the the wounds/

and that He can fix what was broken/

so they meet in the middle/

and I sit back and watch you become the light you were meant to be/

you see, this is the reason why/

I, know where you live/

Now I know that in 1 Corinthians 4:9 Paul was talking about the Apostles/

but today, we as Christian have become a spectacle unto the world, and to angles and men/

so I pray/

that our light never burns out even our lives end.

App: posting this on Facebook hopefully being a light to my Facebook friends, and pray that God allows me to be light here in Costa Rica how ever He see's fit and that I wouldn't be afraid to step out and be that light. 

I Want To be With You God.

Can I walk on On Your shore/

With both feet in the sand/ 

Can  I sing a little more/

With an open heart, and open hands/

But more then anything/

I want to be with You God/

But more then anything/

I want to be with You God/

Can I rest in Your arms/

And stay with You forever/ 

I wanna be where You are/

There's no where else I'd rather be/

But more then anything/

I want to be with You God/bm

Oh more then anything/

I want to be with You God

Carry me

Carry me

Your there when I need You/

God, Your there when I think I don't/

Your there when I hold on/

And Your there when I let go.

I do know why I fear/

When Your right by my side/

God remind me that Your near/

Cause the fog has blurred my sight 

God I need you/

To carry me through/

The smoke and what I can not see/ 

Cause I'm afraid/

Of what's beyond the grey/

And what I'll be/

My hands are shakin/

I don't know what to say/

But God You know my heart/

And You listen while I silently pray/ 

I don't know why I fear/

When Your right by my side/

God remind me that Your near/

cause the fog has blurred my sight. 

A White Washed Tomb

1 Corinthians 6:19

What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own. 

1 Corinthians 6:20

For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's.

The first thing I thought of when i read this verse was a temple. Then I began to think of what the inside of a temple would like it. It was difficult for me to imagine what a temple might look so I just swapped the word temple with church. So, the journey in my head through the church I've been working in for the last few months began. I imagined arriving at the two front gates that lead to the actual entrance of the building. Their black and the bars are somewhat dirty, but thankfully it was all ready open and I didn't need the key. The first thing I see is what looks like a front porch that is almost always dirty no matter how many times we clean it. It gets consistently beat up by the wind. Then I walk in a little further and there's the hand marked sliding glass door. This door is also wide open so I'm able to walk right in, and the first thing I notice is the kitchen. The counter is spotless, the pots and pans are organized. The sink is a sparkling silver, and the floor looks like its been recently mopped. I take in a deep breath and I can snell a little bit of the cleaning stuff we use to clean the floor. As I slide across the room  I am distracted by the office door being wide open, so out of curiosity I check it out. Nobody seems to be present but what I see takes me back a few steps. The piano hasn't been properly put way the speakers are upside down. All of the music has been taken out of each folder and thrown in the ground. Basically it's a disaster, it's like a tornado came and blew this place up. Im so shocked I have to look away so I turned around, but what I saw next was even worst. The kids room was well, I'm not even gonna describe it. It's that bad. Then I turn towards the bathroom and the bathroom is spotless. Why? I don't know but I'm glad it was. 

I make my way outside where service is held and it looked like a masterpiece. Chairs were a glowing white and aligned perfectly. The platform had been swept and the weren't any kids toys on the platform. But before I was able to make it all the way I felt like God was telling me to close the door to the office and the door to the kids room. At first I questioned and He said just do and tell me what you see. So I closed both doors. I stepped back and it took me a second before I realized what He was saying. From this point of view this church looks spotless, people might actually want to come. But the only thing they have to do is open two doors to see what a mess it really is. 

So here is my point we are the church or the temple as this verse mentions, we are the temple of the holy ghost, which is in you. Which ye have of God and ye are not your own, for ye are bought with a price and therefore glorify God in your body and your spirit which are Gods. 

How can I fully glorify God if there are things that are holding me back from allowing the holy spirit to freely work through me. I know I've had this as my application but it's been on my heart and so I find myself writing about this topic again. 

App: pray through out the day that God would travel things to me that I may not see that need to change. 

Correction?

1 Corinthians 8:1

Now as touching things offered unto idols, we know that we all have knowledge. Knowledge puffeth up, but charity edifieth 

There's two ways to correct someone. You can correct them in anger , or you can go to them in love. I can't tell you how many times I've heard, "I'm only telling you this because I love you but you need to. " or, "I'm only telling you this as a brother." As soon as they start with that I know im being corrected. But at least there not using their knowledge to puff themselves up. They weren't using my mistakes to make themselves feel better. They came to me in love and said hey you need to do this better. 

I don't think you can properly edify someone in anger, without love. If you do it in anger it's possible that you can cause the person your talking to become angry. They might say something like, "Well what do you know." or something a long those lines and never actually being corrected. 

There's deffinitely a good reason why Paul writes charity edifieth instead of anger edifieth. Because its very hard to properly correct someone with out love

App: if I come to a point today where I need to correct someone, I'm going to ask God to help me Do it in love.  

One God.

1corinthians 8:6 But to us their is one God, the Father, of whom are all things, and we in Him: and one Lord Jesus Christ, by whom are all things, and we by Him.

So the church of Corinth is being reminded that truly is only one God. It's crazy to think that a church got to the point where probably many people needed to be reminded. But, I can't help thinking about how many times I've needed to be reminded of the very same thing. I may not offer anything to idols but I'm very capable of making things my idols, there offering time to them. I've heard said so many times before, an idol is anything you put above God. So an idol could be anything like Music, Guitar or writing etc.. So yes i do need to be reminded that there is only one God, I need to be reminded that there should only be one person that deserves everything.

App: spend more time with God then I do practicing music or on Facebook.