Monday, July 4, 2016

Fury and Lamentation

                On the Eastern shores of a dark, warmongering nation on a dark continent on a dark world stood a tall, stone bunker. Although it is stone on the exterior, it has a rather homely interior. However, just about all furniture and just about anything precious to be named has been utterly destroyed and obliterated and smashed to smithereens. It’s jagged, outside faces are only slightly illuminated by the brief flashes of crimson lightning which adds a mere touch of needed contrast against the mighty gloom of the realm.

Thursday, February 25, 2016

Untitled Worship Song

Even as my soul's besieged
You never let go of me
This life gives me more than I can bear
But You insist, and I comply, that I leave myself in Your care

Though this world and the enemy continue to belittle and push me from You
Your still, small voice forever holds me and pulls me through
Anguish, torment, and ruin ravage my fertile soils,
But continuously You open Your floodgates and let flow Your healing rain!

Your mercy erases my guilt
Your grace, it satisfies me
Your faithfulness quenches my fear
Your surging joy drowns my despair
Your peace quiets my uncertainty
Your longsuffering stills my discontent
Your love can't, won't, never will fail!

When my restless heart is shattered,
Your Word binds me together, mighty Carpenter!
I must truly learn of the depth, height, and width of Your love
For I can never be lost as long as I keep my eyes on You

Your mercy erases my guilt
Your grace, it satisfies me
Your faithfulness quenches my fear
Your surging joy drowns my despair
Your peace quiets my uncertainty
Your longsuffering stills my discontent
Your love can't, won't, never will fail!

You fashioned me in Your glorious visage, Yahweh, my Creator
You destroyed my iniquity and made me Yours, Jesus, my Master
You transform me into Your majestic likeness, Spirit of God
Your tower, fortress, shadow, wings, wind, light, all comfort me and are the safest places I can dwell
Forever, You bind me to Yourself and embrace me

Your mercy erases my guilt
Your grace, it satisfies me
Your faithfulness quenches my fear
Your surging joy drowns my despair
Your peace quiets my uncertainty
Your longsuffering stills my discontent
Your love can't, won't, never will fail!

Thursday, August 21, 2014

MUSIC UPDATE

Hey guys, so I am trying to update more often this semester. Anyway I've been back at school for almost a week and classes start on Monday. So let's do some music updates. Currently (as in at this very moment) I  listening to Simon and Garfunkel.

I have been listening to a lot of Ben Howard, James Bay's new ep, and most exciting: the new NEEDTOBREATHE album Rivers in the Wasteland. It's sooo good! It was the most exciting part of the summer.


(That is cool cover art!)

It is my favorite album of the year. Mostly because it's NEEDTOBREATHE, but also because it's a great album. More heart Less Attack is possibly one of my favorite songs.

So you need to most definitely go take a listen to the album. Hopefully I can go to the show in Baton Rouge. That should be exciting. OK bye.

Thursday, August 7, 2014

A Hope that Goes Unseen

Heather here. Greetings from an overwhelmed soon-to-be college student! After being gently encouraged all summer to put some time back into my writing, I've completed a total of one (1) piece. It's short, but it's on a theme that runs deep through all my work and through my very soul. I could write forever on this, but for now I'll post what little I have. Enjoy:

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Zion

Zion
I'm scared out of my mind; I'm alone; I'm thirsty; I'm wounded. I'm wandering in this barren wasteland. I'm so weak that I stumble and fall to the ground a couple of times every few minutes. I don't want to die, but I feel as if I don't want to live either. I long to return home and return to those I love, but I can't. My darkness, chains, and debts wait for me there and chase me even here. They're no more than a day behind me in travel.

Monday, July 7, 2014

Elysha, The Awakened (The Seven)



Elysha, the Awakened
I'm floating in the air. I'm in this large, never ending space of whiteness. In front of me, it looks like some girl is sleeping in this bed. It's weird; the angle I'm at makes it seem like I'm above her. From time to time, she looks at peace and at other times, it looks like she's having a nightmare. I pity her. As I start to feel sorry all the more for her, I start to cry. One of those tears drops off of my cheek and splashes on her forehead. It was almost as if the sensation of splashing my face to wake myself up coursed through me..... As soon as this happens, I see this flash of light. I open my eyes bashfully as they still seem heavy with sleep. “Had a nice dream, princess?” asks one of my comrades.

Monday, June 30, 2014

Untitled

I’m trying, desperately actually, to figure it all out. Everything that has happened is coming to a catastrophic end. But I’ve learned something. I’ve learned that my favorite words in the whole English language are when said genuinely with vulnerability, “I’m struggling.” Everything that I’ve seen in my short 19 years has made me into something so far from what I was originally intended for. And now in this moment I can appreciate the bravery in others  that I never had.
I always played the right part. I had it all under control, or so it seemed. I thought that time was on my side that I would have enough of it to get myself together. I was wrong. Now I am out of time. There are no more chances to get it together.