it comes upon a white wake morn

it comes upon a white wake morn,
and the sun never seems to shine.
the fevers of sleep never seem to shake
and harken now the living dead.

it feels no pain, nor does it hurt,
and nothing more excepting hate
where once had been just mournful cries
a sinner now resides

come again now,
all you weak and heavy laden
and turn now to Christ,
in his bosom find you respite


God please, why did you make me this way? It is tormenting just to face another day, and my strength is really waning. I feel so tired every single day. Every single day. My head is weary, my heart is dead and there is nothing left to motivate me. I am really so tired, and I know I need you now, more than ever. God encourage me, and give me strength to live the way you would want me to, for I am weak but in you I am strong.

a lover's guise

Its true, God is the most passionate lover we ever could have. Even to a guy. :D

His pursuit of our souls is everlasting, his love never ceases. Praise God for he is the Lord of love. :D

Lately, life has taken on a new meaning. Passion is birth from so many things; love, hope, faith. It gives us this unexplainable strength; a deep well from which we draw on for sustenance.

I know what it means to be passionate, I know what it means to be on fire. Yet another thing that I do not understand is how to channel such emotions into action. It is so frustrating to have so many plans yet not know how to execute them. The gospel needs to be shared, it needs to be heard. But how can I say it without sounding like a fanatic?

it is so depressing to think of all this, because my personality contrasts my passionate thoughts. But i will do something about it. The gospel must be shared. :D