Viewing 1 - 9 out of 12 Blogs.

As I sit in this dark cell, chained to this wall. I dwell on all the things I did that made me fall.

I think about all the things I didn't do right, If only I wouldv'e continued to fight.

As tears begin to stream from my eyes that have turned a shade of gray. I wish I wouldn't have turned my back and strayed.

But as I begin to cry out, I remember God's love never fades. Even if I don't walk right in all of my ways.

As I cry out the chains begin to break. I fall to the prison ground, Humbling myself before God's thrown. O'Lord rescue me I'm tired of being so bound!

The Earth begins to shake. The Devil tries to tell me it's all fake.

I can't continue to believe his lies!, I begin to see myself through God's eyes.

As I look around, I realize i'm no longer bound. The door is open I was found. And God has given me a crown.

At his feet I will always fall. To the heavens I will call.

As the Lord takes my hand, With his help I will always stand

I am a soldier in the Army of my God.

The Lord Jesus Christ is my Commanding Officer.

The Holy Bible is my code of conduct.

Faith, Prayer, and the Word are my weapons of Warfare.

I have been taught by the Holy Spirit, Trained by experience, tried by adversity and tested by Fire.

I am a volunteer in this Army, and I am enlisted for eternity. I will either retire in this Army at the rapture or die in this Army; but I will not get out, sell out, be talked out. I am faithful, capable, and dependable.

If my God needs me, I am there. If He needs me in sunday school to teach children, work with the youth, help adults, or just sit and learn, He can use me, Because im there!

I am a soldier.

I am not a baby. I do not need to be pampered, petted, primed up, pumped up, picked up, or pepped up.

I am a soldier. No one has to call me, remind me, wrote me, visit me, entice me, or lure me.

I am a soldier. I am not a wimp. I am in place, saluting my King, obeying His orders, praising His name, and building His Kingdom!

I am a soldier. No one has to send me flowers, gifts, food, cards, candy, or give me handouts.

I do not need to be cuddled, cradled, cared for, or catered to.

I am Commited!

I cannot have my feelings hurt bad enough to turn me around. I cannot be discouraged enough to turn me aside. I cannot lose enough to cause me to quit.

When Jesus called me into this Army. I had nothing. If I end up with nothing, I will still come out even.

I will win. My God will supply all me needs. I am more than a conqueror. I will always triumph. I can do all things through Christ.

I am a soldier. Devils cannot defeat me. People cannot disillusion me. Weather cannot weary me. Sickness cannot stop me. Battles cannot beat me. Money cannot buy me. Governments cannot silence me, and Hell cannot handle me!

I am a soldier. Even death cannot destroy me. For when my commander calls me from this battlefield, He will promote me to a captain and then bring me back to rule this world with Him.

I am a soldier in the Army, and i'm marching, claiming victory. I will not give up. I will not turn around.

I am a soldier, Marching Heaven bound. Here I stand!

My Heart, it's beating slow. My body shivers from the sharp coldness that surrounds me. My headaches with confusion. My body can't take this terrible pain. I want to Shut-down. I want to quit hearing, I want to quit feeling, I want to quit seeing. I'm in Hell can't you hear the screaming? Can't you feel the pain of knowing? Can't you see the tears, the sadness? The flames are engulfing my heart, my soul. I want to Shut-down. I want to stop breathing, I want to stop living. Death what a beautiful word. Full of a neverending slumber. Full of no worries. When will my depression end? Will it ever stop? Will is shut-down and fall asleep? If it does will it awaken again and haunt me once more? Is this world this life eternal? or will it one day at long last Shut-down?

Have you ever lived my life? Spent one moment in my shoes? If you haven't tell me why you judge me as you do?Have you ever woken up in the morning wondering if this was your last day on earth?

Have you ever left your house unsure if you would return?Have you ever seen your friend get shot outside his favorite store?Have you ever seen a friend die from drugs he's never used before?

Have you ever seen your mom get beat up by

your dad messed up on boose?Have you ever had an unwanted pregnancy forcing you to choose?

Have you ever sat beneathe the stars hoping God would hear ?Have you ever seen your friend drive away after way to many beers?

Have you ever had a brother experiment with weed?Have you ever covered up guilt by doing a good deed.

Have you ever considered suicide as the only way have you ever tried to hide yourself behind the things you say?

Have you ever wanted to protect your friends and everyone in sight?

Have you ever felt such pain that you cried yourself asleep at night?

Have you ever lived my life?

Spent just one moment in my shoes?

You you haven't then tell me why you judge me as you do?

If when you wake up in the morning,and the hurting is so great you dont want to get out of bed and face the world of hate.

If everything in life goes wrong and nothing you do seems right you just try a little harder and soon you'll see the light.

For every person who has put you down and filled your life with pain you must strive to achive greatness and show them you can win.

For every disopointment, for the times you are let down, there will be a better moment and your life will turn around because everyone filles heartache and everyone fills pain but only those who have true courage can get up and try again.

Sounds of dissapointment echo in my ears. Why can't you just believe in me? Yes I know i'm young. Yes I make mistakes. But I know I can.... I can live for him, I can make right choices. Even if you can't see, can't believe, I can...Some think i'm crazy for standing. Some critisise and roll their eyes. But I can, I know i'm right. Please don't doubt. But if you do, If you can't see, Can't believe, I can...I'll hold you up, I'll hold you're hand. I'll believe for you. I'll take a chance. I won't let you hurt, I'll take the pain. Because I can

I'm the girl who likes to be kissed in the rain, more than inside your bedroom or in an expensive resturant...

i'm the girl who will make fun of you and call you names when i'm flirting with you...

i'm the girl who says,"ok, but you owe me..." jokingly not because i actually want something, but because it means i get to spend more time with you...

i'm the girl you can take absolutely anywhere and i will have fun because it means i am spending time with you...

i'm the girl who is incredibly picky, but when i find someone i like i want to spend the whole night curled up in their arms...

i'm the girl who never forgets all the sweet little things you do for me...

i'm the girl who once i let you into my heart, there's always a place there with your name on it. & even if we spend time apart, i'm the girl who never forgets you

i'm the girl who loves to end a hug with a kiss..

i'm the girl who you can talk to you about anything..

i'm the girl who laughs at your jokes...

i'm the girl who will have many inside jokes with you and will remember each one...

i'm the girl who will brag about you to all of my friends...

i'm the girl who will listen to you talk...

i'm the girl who loves it when you hug me for no apparent reason...

i'm the girl who loves it when you hug me from behind or kiss me on the cheek..

i'm the girl who loves the feeling when you take me by the hand without saying a word...

I am a poet writing of my pain.

I am a person living my life of shame.

I am your daughter hiding my depression.

I am your sister making a good impression

I am your friend acting like im fine.

I am a wisher wishing this life was not mine

I am a girl who thought of suicide.

I am a teenager pushing her tears aside.

I am your student who doesn't have a clue.

I am the girl sitting next to you.

I am the one asking you to care.

I am your best-friend hoping you'll be there.

Nails are what they hung him by.

It made so many cry.

All he did was love us all,

but we just laughed as we watched him fall.

A crown of thorns he wore

as his precious blood began to pour.

Upon his aching back he carried his cross.

As he grew weaker from so much blood loss.

The people who loved him were few,

but he knew he would make all things new.

It gave some a thrill

to see him climb that hill.

Nails are what they hung him by,

which dug deep into his hands and feet.

All at once the angels began to weep.

But God knew his precious son was just asleep.

For on that third day he awakened once more.

And walked out of Grave's door.