worship

I have been taking a guitar class here at Sam Houston and it’s absolutely amazing.

I always thought that learning the guitar was going to be super hard. However, I find it quite easy.

I look forward to the day where I buy a nice guitar (hopefully a Taylor… i hear the 414 CE is one of the best). For now, I cope with a cheap but working guitar. haha

Anywho, no one plays acoustic at my church. So, that is one of the reasons why I want to learn as well. After I learn acoustic, I’m gonna learn electric. Not one girl plays music at my church… that’s going to change. And, I’ve never seen a girl play guitar at Youth Congress. That too is going to change.

 I’m also working on some worship songs.

I’m really liking Hillsong United right now. The worship team at Youth Congress this year did a lot of Hillsong United songs. They did an amazing job this year. The worship was so annointed and I don’t think we ever got through the songs without having to stop and just worship. 

Youth Congress was so amazing this year. I was in a worship state of mind all the way home. I am currently working on an upbeat worship song right now. The chorus is the only part that I am completely satisfied with as of now. Still working on the verses.

I’ll share when I’m done.

I also found a poem the other day that I wrote my senior year in highschool. But, since I’m up at Sam Houston right now, you’ll have to wait for the poem until I get back home. But, it’s one of my favourite poems. It was an independent assignment that we had where we could make up the assignment. Here was the assignment that I made up:

Choose a line from a story that has greatly affected you and write a poem in which you will incorporate that line into it.

So, I choose a very moving story by Kahlil Gibran…. which, at the moment, I am unable to find. I’ll have to email my old english teacher for the name of the book and find the story. But, I do remember the quote.

“Listening intently to the whispered sound of nothingness.”

I remember that it was the last line of the story and it was very thought provoking.

Maybe it’s thought provoking to you too?

So, here’s the deal…

I want you… yes… you. To write something, incorporating that line. It doesn’t matter if it’s just a thought, a poem, a short story, or whatever. Just write whatever you feel.

And I’ll put my poem up when I get home this weekend.

Life is crazy
Life is beautiful

Until then…

true story

I have a friend on LiveJournal who, a while back, had wrote very dramatic and true entries about her boyfriend… who wasn’t her boyfriend anymore at the time… who is presently her husband-to-be.

Anywho, her story inspired these two pieces. I hope you enjoy them.

 ”Come Get Me”

I lie awake, unable to breathe
I have lost you, and myself
I can’t sleep in the dark anymore
Where are you?
Do you lie awake too?
Cause you have not lost me
I am waiting where I always have
Come get me before it’s too late
I can’t promise how long I’ll wait
Just come get me
Know that I am waiting
Please
Come get me

“Stairs”
I don’t walk up that stairwell anymore
It’s just not the same these days
You would stand on a rock-
Below the railing
I’d linger in the depth of your gaze
You’d say I would see you in the morning
I’d slowly walk inside
I’d race up three flights to the window
You would start to walk home
But you’d stop and turn
You’d wave at me
You knew I was always there
You’re not there anymore
Now I walk alone
I don’t walk up those stairs anymore.