Free vs. Slave

"We can be free, but when we reach that point of freedom we should enslave ourselves to God."
Surprisingly, these words came from my own mouth. I was telling this to a friend as he was telling me he felt so free, but knew he could never be completely free. I was just replying, not spending too much thought on what I was saying, my mind was busy with more than myself. Yet, ever since I said those words, I'm realizing their thruth. I really do want to be a slave to my Lord. I want to be free from this messed up, evil world, but I don't want to be free from God. I want to give my life to Him. He should be the one who decides what each of my days will be like. I want my life to reflect Him, completely. I'm not saying it will be easy, but I want to be enslaved by Jesus.

Time for Revolution

This poem was inspired as I thought about this brand new school year. I want to make a change in my life, and this is what this poem is about. It's also based on Ephesians 6 about the armor of God. Each morning after my devotions, I read that passage, praying that no matter what comes up during the day, I will stay standing up for my Lord.

It is time for a change.
Time for revolution.
I am sick of waiting,
Trying, hoping, saying.
It is time to start doing.
The revolution is here.

No more brokenness,
No more shattered tears.
I am done with pain,
Done regretting life.
My fractured heart
Will be mended.
All that constant hurt
Will be wiped away.
The memories
I wish I could forget,
Will haunt me
No longer.

Time for a revolution.

So I take up my weapons.
My love, my dreams,
My truth, my beauty,
My courage, my hope.
I won’t forget my gifts,
I will be brave-
Use every strength I have.

I put on my belt,
Keep it tight around my waist.
Truth is with me-
On my side.
The lies stand no chance,
Honesty will always win.

On my chest I place a breastplate.
I know I will be safe.
Righteousness,
A life of good,
They are mine- my protection-
No one can take my life.

I strap on boots,
To keep my feet strong.
I’m running a race,
Nothing will stop me.
Standing on the Good News,
Standing on Peace,
I can stand forever,
Run forever.

Now I grasp my shield.
No arrows can pierce it,
I will stay alive.
Faith is everything.
I must believe-
Must trust my King.

On my head is a helmet,
Stronger than iron,
Better than gold.
I am saved,
That is my security.
I have salvation.

Finally, I take my sword.
The sword of the Spirit,
My King’s book
Of Knowledge and Love.
The sword shall be my weapon,
I can defeat all enemies-
With the words,
The true words-
My sword.

Now, all I have left
Is to take a step.
The revolution is coming.
The change is here.
I can start this war,
I can make a difference.
So, here I go-

Time for a revolution,
I’m ready,
Are you?

Introduction to my blog

My life revolves around words. It doesn't matter if they are spoken or written. In any case, they are there, controlling the universe in which we live. My blog will be a mix of these words. I can't promise how these words will come, like my titles says, words are like a storm. My blog could be in the form of rain, falling softly and quietly. It could be closer to a thunderstorm where each word roars with the power and energy behind it. In any case, as long as I live I will be filled with words, ideas, thoughts. Here, I will be sharing these words, in whatever form they come.