Remembering Never

I'm supposed to be there soon, the place I've never been

I know I need to get there but I can't find the way in.

And I miss it like the dickens but I don't know how it smells

When I get near my heart quickens because it's where he dwells.

I remember it so fondly and wish I knew it's looks

I watch for it in movies and I read for it in books

I'm always aching towards it, I'm always homesick for it

My heart is breaking for it, I want it, I adore it

Half of me is always there though half of me is here

Half my world is blurry though half of it is clear

I let down my guard there I am who I am there

Everybody knows me and my soul never tears

Tell me something solid in this crazy world we're in

How can I be homesick for a place I've never been?

Home

The skin I'm in that has been turned to the world is rough now, and scarred and burned.

It holds marks of all I've suffered, and wear and tear, and is etched with all I've learned.

Now it peels off with the fire of His return.

We have been hiding in the hills, we have been dying for His name.

We have seen our loved ones killed and starved, we have longed for the same.

Yet we wait for Him unashamed.

His light comes over the horizon, in brightness from the east

Its portent hitting every eye from the greatest to the least

It comes with war and ends with peace.

We fall on our faces, put in our places, awed at His glory

We come before the Judgement Seat like in every story

We're stripped and made holy.

Home--our burdens drop and fall, years and tears and all,

Pain and loss and heartache, and many many falls

He takes it all.

The last of distance is long gone now from our hearts

There is no longer measure of together or apart

We are with Him body, soul, and heart.

The city is a jewel, and a river makes it glad

The light is soft and neverending and no one there is sad

I am waiting to go there even though I'm very bad.

Wait with me, your heart there your body here

Wait with me in pain, trials, pride, and fear

Wait--He's coming here.

Running

It starts in the heart with a wonderful night, or a dare, or a tease, a delight or a fight.

You toe up to the line, nerves all alight, and lean down expecting a glorious flight.

To your left and your right are the ones who you trust, soon to be left behind in the dust

Your breath comes faster with running lust, "I love it, I will it, I can run, I MUST!

The gun comes, your calves push like pistons of steel, off like a shot while they still kneel

The dirt flies under blurring skies, you ask for more from your calves and your thighs,

The most wondrous feeling, running so fast, knowing you can ask for more and it will last.

You cross the line and run 1 extra mile, grinning and yelling the whole while.

This is what it is to taste earth and sky, to eat pain and defeat but never die

I will run through the horizon and out of time, I will run and only stop to rhyme.

Seven

Monday's child is ghostly and fair

And sees the things that aren't there.

Tuesdays child is purple and deep

And beautiful even when she sleeps.

Wednesday's child is simple and sweet

And deeply loving and very neat.

Thursday's child is honest and brave

And wishes the whole world to save.

Friday's child is charming and young

And freely makes use of her lungs.

Saturday's child is hidden behind silk screens

And runs along the path of her dreams.

Sunday's child is brilliantly wild

But also a little too meek and mild.

These seven I pray would come near today

To the throne that welcomes every day's child.

I'm hardly ever going to post in here; I mainly just want to have a Xanga site so I can post comments on all of your sites. It's not that I don't have a lot of thoughts flying around in my head because I do, but they are private and they are so interesting that you would forsake the rest of your life and just sit around reading my Xanga, and I don't want to do that to you. :)

I love you all! Please remember that life is exquisitely beautifully, if exquisitely painful, and that every answer to every question is found in Jesus Christ!