Deplete

Deplete my soul
and sell my scars
this treasure I give to thee
wretched are the memories
That embalm my spirit
Take what is your's Lord
Deplete me

Hear Me

Feel me tug at your soul
And know that I am there

For in the deepest core of your being
It is I who whispers comfort
and holds you in the night

It is I who sings the melodies
That rock you gently to slumber

It is I who sparks your creativity
And invigorates your very essence

When the wind caresses your hair
On a warm summer's day
Remember that it is I
Who has moved the heavens and the earth to touch you

My relm is simple
My nature is of balance
My beloved - I call my children
My enemies - have named themselves

Seek me in an open window
Acknowledge my silent stare
I am within and without

I see through your eyes
And I witness through your works

Be not afraid, be not ignorant

My Challenge

Why do you stare at me?
What do you see beyond my eyes?
Is it only my spirit you care for?
Do you really know when I cry?

Have you felt the rage within me
As I scream out before the throne,
Scratching and tearing at the veil
Only to find I'm still alone?

Where were you when he raped me?
When the stranger had his way?
Was it all in your "Master Plan"
That I'd pray for death one day?

Did the devil get permission
To find my weakest link?
To use violence and alcohol
To protect myself to drink?

And the "Gift's" you gave to me...
Why would you do such a thing?
Prophecy... fortune telling,
A vision and a dream?

Have you heard the words
That come off my lips?
Have you seen the visions
That make my mind rip?

Bloodied faces,
War and hate?
How much, Lord?
How much can I take?!

The screams of others
Drownd out my own!
Thier pain reflects
In a body I own!

They say that you love me
But how can this be?
What cost must I pay
To really be free?

Abomination, supplication
Really, what's the deal?
You torture your purest souls
Then expect us to kneel?

Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
We're all just stuck here
As our wounds ooze with puss!

You want Praise?
You want Worship?
You want good deeds and works too?
You want Tithes?
You want Alms?
These things I gave to you!

Yet I'm boldly going further
And further down this abyss. 
Did you create this "living hell"?
Well.....? Did you do this?!

Is this a test of faith?
Truely, I have failed!
I'm embarrased to even name
The other God's I've hailed.

Why Lord? Why?!
My love and trust were yours!
I am no freakin' Job,
And I can't take this much more!!

Either I'm your daughter
Or sadly I am not.
Even I don't treat my kids
With the wrath that you've sought!

Is there compassion and acceptance
In the trials you have made?
As you pass judgement here and now,
Do I make the cut.... Am I "Saved" ?!

Perhaps I'm risking it all
By talking to you this way.
But would you rather I be honest
Than silent when I pray?

This is who you've made me to be
So with who then lies the blame?
Sometimes I get so mad at you.
Does that mean we are the same?

Would I cast you into hell
For your anger, rage and hate?
Would I have even created
Such a horrible, horrible place?!

There's so many damn questions!
Your Words tear me in two!
Does that mean I'm only half right
Then where does that leave you?

I truely love Christ
But the Tribulation begins
How strong can I be?
Will I endure to the end?

Does my boldness trigger truth?
Will you come down from the throne
And prove to me, once and for all,
That I am not alone?

And honestly, what right,
Do I truely even have
To ask you to be my God
My Creator and my Dad?

Do I expect too much?
Has my life become a joke?
From where I stand, fireside,
I'm coughing from the smoke!

It's a fire you have lit
From within me and without.
Am I destined to stay here
Burning, with no way out?

Jesus is my Lord.
This much I know is true.
My problems, however,
Lies with my faith in You.

How can I accept one or two
But leave the other behind
Trinity is revealed
All in it's good time?

I can't seem to bite.
I don't like this package deal.
I'll work it out eventually.
But it just seems so surreal...

As a babe, I had no questions.
As a youth, I sought you out.
As an adult, I've come to wonder
What you're really all about.

Does that make me any less Christian
Than the robots in the pews
Who show up out of no where
Proclaiming thier love for you.

You see behind their eyes
Just as well as I do
Thier praise is fresh
And their dollars new

But in thier very soul
They think that they can hide
So they perform and stage themselves
And get ready for the ride.

I cannot be a hypocrite
So will I be bruised for my remarks?
I just want to really know,
Will I recieve the "Mark"?

Has my questioning annoyed you?
Will I be one with the fires deep?
Or will you see the truth in my eyes
And decide that I'm one you'll keep?

This has been my challange
Perhaps it mirrors you own
Speak to Him directly
And await the glory shown....

The Cleansing

Tear the veil of my soul
Shred this vile heart
Purify with fire Lord
Heal these ugly scars...

The (Healing) Rain

Thunder bellows in this land
Taking rule over cloud and rain
Shaking all that exists within
Strong, courageous, and unashamed

Shadows cast so far away
From the light I hid inside
Cleansing breezes cool the fire
Subdueing the rain and I

Potential

There is a song in every wind chime
But without a breeze
What charm does it hold?

There's a poem in every spoken word
But without thought
What meaning does it have?

There's a dance in every falling leaf
But without color
What distinguishes it from the rest?

There's a feather in every flying bird
But without wings
How far would it go?

There's potential in every gifted man
But without a chance
How will he know?

Futile Quest

You fry me with your insolence
You recomence my sin with tears
You denigrate my very soul
Your hold on me - severe!
Would you slash the mystery
And bare your naked heart
To separate your hate and rage
From these bloodied scars?
Alas, 'tis a futile quest
For in your grave you've learned
My only solice is knowing this:
'tis your reward to BURN!

For all the fallen widsom
For all the looser's lies
For every soul that takes a leap
But never gets to fly
For all the crying children
For all the hopeless sighs
For every single betrayed truth
That hurts too much to cry
For all the silent sorrow
That fills all of your nights
There's a sweet success
Waiting in the Light.

You cannot serve two Gods
Or in this matter three
Money, Man
and Prophecy

Your calling is not being used
Evangelism to reach the lost
Deterioration has ensued
A talent given ... and a cost

Dollars and cents 
 Poverty's wealth
See that it not
affect your health

Cry not for the blessings
But for the cross
Pray for the sinners
Not for things bought

Turned tword God
With repentant hearts
In this can Holy
Revival Start

Trust in Him
Not just His people
Hear from Him directly
He is more than able.....