For what purpose are you here?

Pain.

For what purpose are you here?

All you do is cling yourself to my every being,

distracting me from seeing,

The only one to whom I should adhere.

Pain.

Inescapable mistreatment of my flesh,

My bones churning in distress!

God of heavens, see what has happened!

My soul was fallen, and now blackened .

Pain.

Through to the core, I'm begining to hate you more,

Only can I scream for my own discerning

Heart to settle the score.

Pain.

And yet, as I scream from within, my soul is atwist,

Somethings peering through this damp mist!

Pain.

Christ stands, his hand in mine, and I realize that he was dragging me all this time.

December is Here

December is Here.

Celebration is near, and yet my heart is at fear.

Fearing that man has forgotten the promise.

The promise of hope and life that is ageless.

December is here,

hopefully you have not forgotten why we celebrate.

everyone celebrates something which brings us joy,

the joy that sets us free from sins checkmate.

Boys rejoice for a single toy,

man rejoice! Salvation ahoy!

Faith dost seek understanding, but faith is not without understanding

like the man at war who fires without aiming.

It is true and hopeful,

this understanding is a requirement found in our Bible.

And yet we men fail to celebrate,

that we are released from human hate,

to a place of Christ-like fate.

December is here,

May our joy be fulfilled as the Son of Man appears.

Afraid

Face it.

You are afraid of something.

Something so dark and perturbing that it is inescapable.

Your heart is bound in fear to its very existence.

And yet, I attempt to pose a question about your fear:

Is it necessary?

Must you be afraid in order to live properly?

Is your life in need of fear?

Or has some strange creature taken you captive through fear. This creature of course, being yourself, in some ill manner.

What we do with our time molds us into what we make of our time.

Are you spending your time in fear?

If not, should you save some time for it?

love

is it an answer?

does it not become an excuse?

when was the last time you used it?

is it yours to give?

are we even right to try to guard love?

is it not an inescapable force that we bind down?

have you ever said it?

have you ever meant it?

how much does it ask of you?

how much do you ask of it?

love

there isnt much time left. Remember me, love, and I will remember you.

Forever Walking

As I walk, I learn.
I learn where to step.
I learn how to step.
My steps increase, and as they do, I walk further.
The further I walk the more I desire to continue walking.
As I walk, I learn.

Dont Stop Walking.

(no, this is not a commercial for Johnny Walkers...jaja.)

I will be unnavailable for a while

I am leaving for the Pacific Crest Trail tommorow afternoon. Please be praying for me! I will be updating the blog as much as possible, maybe once a month. Thank you all who are supporting Team sweetwater. please visit the site at www.teamsweetwater.net . Much love to all of you! God Bless,

Caleb

Obedience

Untill you obey what you already know, we cannot be taught nothing new. 

Righteousness is internal.
Selfagrandisment is fatal.

obedience to known truth is crucial. 

Responsibility is personal.

-Ravi Zacharias on Ezekiel 12:22, 14:22, 18:2.

good thoughts to ponder.