awake
from deep slumber
to a world that is hurting
dying
in need
of
hope
raise up a generation
with its
face to the floor
yet our eyes heavenward
open our hearts
to the needs
to the cry
for love
for You
wipe the sleep from your eyes
arise
and go
freely you have received
now freely give
give
until you are spent
until there is nothing left
of you
just Me
Me in you
Me through you
touching them
revealing hope
giving love
restoring
broken
lives
It’s not a conveyor belt! Education isn’t always found in classrooms and textbooks. It is found in each other. It is not about getting kids to the end of a conveyor belt process after 14 years, but it is about helping them – whatever that takes, however that looks – to find out who they are and what they want to do with their lives.
[ Sparked from watching Freedom Writers ]
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strip it all away
so i am naked and vulnerable
before You
til there’s only me and You
in our secret place
of intimacy
tear down the barriers
the walls of fear
i erect
let them lie in ruins
broken
before Your love
[ Written during church on Sunday ]
This poem just made me cry… Adam writes amazing stuff…
Beneath the blanket of warm gray sky
rest wear wanderlust
rest passing pilgrim
rest earnest seeker
looking for life in odd doors
vintage windows
eclectic mixes
worn streets
and torn sheetsrest till the breathe you breath
penetrates the pulsing soul
evaporating the imposed veils of separation
Read the rest of the poem here…
[ Six Nations 2008 ]
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