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 Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 9:52 pm
One more day,
Another routine,
Falling on my knees,
But for what?
The day you finally reached my heart,
That day I fell before you crying,
Is now a lost memory.
The life worth living isn't even thought,
A daily routine is all it is,
Nothing more,
Nothing less,
There is no means.
The day I realized I had to live for you,
That day I reached my hands for you to grasp,
Is nothing but a faded memory.
How easily it is to forget that very first love,
That excitement of knowing I'm new,
That passion that once had driven me,
To catch all instead of few.
That passion no longer thrives,
Actually, it no longers grows,
Day to day, I think it shrinks,
As my life for you,
Is but a routine.
Well here I am,
Once again,
Falling before you,
Crying my pleas.
God hear me,
Take me,
Shake me,
Let it flee,
Give me that passion to see them free.
Let it no longer, be a lost memory.
Ok so if you haven't guessed what this is about, it's about how as we grow in God it's almost like it's expected of us. So we just do it. We don't think twice and sometimes even though we are doing these things we are thinking of how annoying it is. I doubt when Jesus hung on the cross he was thinking about how obnixous we were. And I'm pretty sure that wasn't something of routine for him! So why do we let our walks with God grow routine instead of having that same passion we had the night we got saved? We need to return to that first love and share that passion. And a way to do that is to pour love into someone who needs it like Jesus poured love into you, because once you see how that love can change someone your passion to see other grows and the more your pour into people the more you're lead to lead. And when you are leading you're most cautious to make sure you aren't being hypocritical that it also actual helps you grow...I dunno just think about it. I just got the urge to right earlier and just finally sat down ten minutes ago to actually write something out and thats what I came up with
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 9:35 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 2:27 pm
that's all you can say? that was fantastic! I just don't know anybody in my life though that needs leading....I hope that I'll find someone that does though.....oh well *all ways look on the bright side of life!*
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 8:02 pm
It's crazy that I wrote that this week. Because two girls that I lead one got saved today at school and another got saved at church tonight! I'm excited. And you go to school right mib? I'm sure there are plenty people in your school that need God. Just pour into people if it's it's just witnessing and telling your testimony. Because they can try and argue the bible, but they can't argue what God has done in your life and done for you.
Also thanks for the compliment(sp).
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 8:57 pm
yes...I would love to do it...but they have to be willing to listen....and also my friend mike has a bible study on wednesdays but off course we can't tell about our club on our news because of the stupid seperation of church and state....son of a mibs have to meddle between christ....WELL I SHAL
L NOT STAY SILENT!!!SCREW THE SEPERATION!
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 11:08 am
Nice poem! One that strikes home with me these days. I allow too many things to distract me unfortuneatly. The hard part is finding a way out. But with prayer and support, we can remedy those sort of things. Its just difficult coming out of a slump like that, especialy if your personality is part of the cause. sad
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 2:15 pm
Awesome peom! It's really good! 3nodding heart
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 6:51 pm
Wow, that's a great poem. 3nodding I'd have to agree with it's message, cause so many times I just sit down and read my bible as a routine and don't even think about what I'm reading too much or how it applies to my life, etc. And I remember how every summer I went to Trout Lake Camp, and when I finally got to go to "Young Teens" camp, I got really fired up more and more each summer. It was there where I came to love God with all my heart, and where I gained a burning passion for Him. But then after a week, I'd come home, and eventually school would come, and I'd get busy, and that passion would slowly fall away.
But, like you said, when you help other people, and when you do stuff, your passion can not only stop falling away, but grow. This guild has been an amazing way for me to keep my passion alive and make things not just routine, partly because through this guild, I can help people with questions they have and with their faith, and because it's all for God!
Thanks for sharing with us this poem you made, SaraRenee. It was worth reading. biggrin
(And I'm sorry about the whole issue behind all of this. sweatdrop Thanks for patience in all of it. biggrin )
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