Isaiah 11

"Nothing will hurt or destroy in all my holy mountain,
for as the waters fill the sea,
so the earth will be filled with people who know the Lord.

In that day the heir to David’s throne
will be a banner of salvation to all the world.
The nations will rally to him,
and the land where he lives will be a glorious place."
-Isaiah 11:9-10

Can this be real?
Or is it just a dream?
A glimpse of eternity,
across this distant sea.

Father, please cover me.
Hold me close, like any father would.
Be my strength, for I have none.
My body, mind and soul fail me...
I am weak and needy.
Hold me as any father would
and heal me with Your Love.

Help me to see the Hell I create in my daily life.
Help me to care, help me develop compassion and love for all...not just the ones for whom it is convenient.


I have so many thoughts.
So many fears.
So many doubts.
Could You please...please...help me.
I do not want to wait here when there is so much across the Jordan river...

I'm alive for a purpose.
No?
Then I want to live.
I am in pain.
I fear I always will be...
But Your grace is sufficient.
Carry me for I am too weak to stand.


"This life has shown me how we're mended and how we're torn
How it's okay to be lonely as long as you're free
Sometimes my ground was stoney
And sometimes covered up with thorns
And only You could make it what it had to be
And now that it's done
Well, if they dressed me like a pauper
Or if they dined me like a prince
If they lay me with my fathers
Or if my ashes scatter on the wind
I don't care

But when I leave I want to go out like Elijah
With a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire
And when I look back on the stars
Well, It'll be like a candlelight in Central Park
And it won't break my heart to say goodbye"