Lonely Man

I sit alone in this lonely room cause I'm a Lonely Man.


I live here alone serving my God, I am a Lonely Man.


I wonder sometimes why He called me here, to be a Lonely Man.


I ask for His grace to stay here awhile, forever a Lonely Man.


I'll give up my all, to answer the call, I'll be a Lonely Man.


And when others judge me and wonder why, I'll stand, a Lonely Man.


For they cannot see God's Almighty plan in my being a Lonely Man. 

WHEN WE FALL AWAY

A WEAK moment FINDS you and your SOUL gives WAY
LONELINESS comes and your HEART goes astray
Temptation HITS you and you fall away
and in this MOMENT you fall in a DAY...




WHY is it SO hard to stand up and BE strong?
Why does one fall and their HEART go along?
Why cannot LIFE be easy to live?
WHY does the HEART give way now to SIN?




It HAPPENS when we our EYES take away
From the CREATOR of life, the CREATOR of day,
When we think we CAN stand alone on OUR own
When we FORGET that our STRENGTH comes down from THE Throne. 




Then in this SORROW to HIM must we flee
and HIDE in the rest made for YOU and for ME, 
Giving our LIVES to the FATHER above
Surrendering ALL to the MASTER of LOVE............

You Walk Away

I see the hurt in their eyes

And my heart cries

I see the lives that they live 

And my heart cries. 

You pass them each day as you go on your way

They're hurting inside and you turn away

Brick and Concrete, this is their home

Fighting and Gangs, this is their life

Sin and Dying, this they still fight

They are innocent children left all alone

And we are the only Jesus they see

Yet so many times we just walk away. 

Will someone someday hear their faint cry?

Will someone someday be a friend who will care?

Will someone someday hold them in love?

Will that someone be me?

The Great Masterpiece

I'm not a poet or even remotely close to one, but these words came to me as I thought of the death of my ten year old cousin. He died this morning from cerebral malaria. His family are missionaries in Benin, Africa. I didn't know Christopher very well. He was my second cousin, but I know his parents and many of his aunts and uncles and my heart goes out to them. May God hold you in His arms and may we all someday see the beauty in the masterpiece He is painting in our lives. 

The Great Masterpiece

Ten years old when God called him home

Just a boy on the African plains

We're left here below and we struggle to see

How this could be part of the great Masterpiece

It feels like we're caught up in something unreal

Like we'll wake up and find it's all just a dream

Our hearts cry out as we struggle to see

How this could be part of the great Masterpiece

Friends and Family so far away

But they gather around the great Throne of Grace

And their hearts cry out with all of the saints

As they struggle to see

How this could be part of the great Masterpiece

Someday we'll stand before the Throne

When we have finally made it home

And then we'll see our Savior's face

And know that this was by His grace

 At last we'll see the beauty found

 In the Savior's Masterpiece

Looking Forward

i'm not much of a writer. actually i hate writing. but i also know that people sometimes like to know what is happening in my life. this blog is primarily designed for those kind of people. so as i look forward to becoming a high school teacher in york pa this year i ask myself one thing. am i ready for this? i have this weird phobia of failure. crazy, right? i mean nobody fears failure anymore. well this boy does. anyhow i am excited and scared all at the same time. i mean i thought one needs brains to be a teacher. academically i don't feel very prepared. however i know that it is all up to God. things that happen to me are for my good and for His glory. i want to glorify my God in this coming year. i want to help my students learn. i want to be more than just a teacher. i want to be a mentor, a friend. this blog will be kept as a sort of progress chart to see how i do. instead of emails i'll write my thoughts here. that way you can read them if you want to or you can ignore me altogether. if you read it fine, if you don't, see if i care. this way you get to make your choice. anyhow i'll try to keep it more or less up to date with my thoughts and schedule. as of right now i have two weeks left at home before i leave for york. two short weeks to prepare and get what i need. two short weeks left with my family before moving out. in two weeks i will be moving to york. i will be in york until at least the end of may next year. should be fun. lets do this.