I Walked And Found A Tree

When the trees are without their leaves it makes me think of me ~
Branches reaching high to the sky but not really knowing why
The trunk of their foundation has given the dna to grow
did the branches ever wonder why the trunk stop talking at go
Was the trunk supposed to help the branches find their way
or is it we have babies and then let them be on their way without a word to say

The trees changed in a season and now they are full of many reasons
The leaves gather and remain , creating joyful noise that keeps a reign
So much love now, does the empty branch even still care
The past of empty trees was like the past of a victim me
But now, now there are so many leaves

The grace of God has embraced me
 like the leaves have the branch

The world has been altered by my very own eyes
i am finding beauty in things once despised
The little dog barks and runs after me
 but i feel no flee in me
I am not scared or upset by it's bark
 with it's brave little heart
People  are the same,
I don't care if you speak my name
You can't hurt me even though you throw your words
My reputation is that of a big girls
I am redeemed and value the call

What now is left for the branch to experience
It has become a routine , the same in and out
with and without
leaves and green
is it over or did it fall

Higher and higher they reach for Him
In all directions the branch goes up and up to the sky
Is that Glory of the branches story

The bareness and the cold
the spring and its life's load
the fall when it does just that
*SNAP* Here we go right back ~

I was bare, yes and very alone
rawness eating at my bone
almost cracking isn't the fame

Redemption  after hearing his Name
where it all began to change
and my seasons began their  gain

the glory in my story
I keep reaching higher and closer to my God
and He is there being the trunk to my branches
His DNA showing me my way

In life you can find yourself  in the things you do
I walked in nature  and found myself in a tree
This tree has become me and I it
Never again to be alone

All I need is some land to roam
I will be within my place
Where God is filling the entire space

I Walked and Found a Tree.

The Worst Choice Ever Made

   The ultimate question for all humanity to face is if there is a God . Who is he , what does he want? What is going to happen to us ? Are you going to die and just be gone or is eternity a place of life and consciousness? I answered those questions in my own life through my faith in Jesus Christ. I believe in what Jesus says. It is not hard to see the evidence in my life that God has embraced me. I chose all the wrong things growing up. I  suffered many traumas and life altering experiences at an early age. It seemed as though it was one thing after another. Text book behavior of someone lost, afraid, alone, and confused. My worst enemy at that time in my life was my age. My young years worked against me only because I didn't have the mature support of an adult. I was a heavy drug user for 20 years. I was a criminal on purpose. Yet here I am today transformed and still moving forward   in my life. But it is the God in my story that makes it easy to recognize who he is. I didn't do anything to deserve all of my second chances except get so tired of me that I gave it all up to him. All I did was give up on the world and run to Jesus. That moment was my beginning. Since then I my life has been re purposed and redeemed. Transformed and renewed.I can only praise and testify to His Goodness because surely I am living in it.
   I have a man in my life that  is a distant lover from my past. He is someone special to me even though we have not been a couple for over 20 years. He knew me in those young ripe years of total chaos. He was handsome and had it all together. He was a sharp dresser and kept his car clean and always smelling good. He was cute and had alot of money. Woman flocked to him because he seemed to have it all. He rejected my love back then and threw me away because he was a dealer and I was a user. Guess the two don't mix. Years went by and I always kept in touch with him. Our friendship never really died. We stayed in touch and when I became a Christian I started posting on FB about my faith, He reached out to me and we shared many in depth conversations about God and Heaven and Hell. He laughed at me and said that I was being foolish to believe everything the bible and the church teach. He regarded to my FB post as something I should be embarrassed about. I in return considered him to be the foolish one. As time has passed I recently found out that he has had a mental break down. He has lost his mind in the sense that He is suffering sever paranoia , sleep deprivation , and hallucinations. Now he has never been one to use drugs and this is still  true. He has taken on belief in aliens living among us and now he is being sniffed by them through people's eyes. I can't express how much my heart broke for him. I ached in my soul for many days whens i just started to pray for him. I feel as if his down fall is the exact same type of evidence I have in my story. The choice to reject Jesus and his gospel was the worst choice that  he ever made. It cost him his mind. I believe in all my heart and soul that if he would of accepted Grace he wouldn't have to fight the temptation to loose his mind alone. He would have the power of scripture to back him up. Our worst consequences don't always come from what we choose, sometimes it comes from what we neglect to choose. As Christians we can see the suffering of those whom run from the Truth. We should be the softest place for a sinner to land if we truly believe in what we say. I have been forgiven of so much that I feel like a jerk for trying to throw my judgment on someone else. I want to embrace those whom suffer. Why do we choose to hate them instead of embracing them. When it is obvious they have made the worse choice ever , shouldn't their suffering be the only judgment they  encounter? Isn't that the only judgment in the place of being right? They cannot deny their own experience. Let your voice be still and your arms be strong. Let's love the crazy, the broken and the lost right into the Arms of Jesus.
  Update on my friend. He has recently expressed a new belief that God is real. He said that when he decided to accept God being real the aliens that had been living inside of him  left and he is able to sleep. I give glory to God because of prayer. He answerers prayer. Prayer is an awesome form of love.