a different perspective

After a while of trying to figure out what my next post was going to be about I realized that my life isn't just a poem, but my life is made up of many poems. And seeing as its Christmastime, here's some insight on what just recently became one of my favorite Christmas songs.

Hark the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled"
Joyful, all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
With the angelic host proclaim:
"Christ is born in Bethlehem"
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

Thinking about Christmas is so exciting because you get to see family, make wish lists, listen to happy music, eat tons of food, and not have to worry about anything related to school. But next is the cliche line where "too many people lose sight of the real meaning of Chrsitmas" comes in.

To be honest, I used to be one of those people who just assumed I understood the true meaning of Christmas, and in a way I did because I had heard the stories for so long in church Christmas pageants and Sunday school lessons.

But I think part of the reason so many people who understand the true meaning of Christmas lose sight of that meaning is because we have heard it all so much. Hearing something over and over again may help you burn it in your brain, but can almost turn your brain into auto-pilot mode: you know the answers to the questions without really thinking about it.

So my challenge for you is to start thinking about the lyrics to the words you are singing this Christmas season. Yes, you've known the words to most every song since you were 3, but seriously think about the words you are singing. Think about the meaning of the songs.

 The line that gets me here "born that men no more may die." Jesus was born to die. He was born to die a painful death for the sins that I committed yesterday. For the sins you committed today. For the sins our children will one day commit in the future. Jesus' death provides a way for us sinful humans to have eternal life in heaven! So Jesus was born so that we could live, so that men would no longer have to die! "Light and life to all" indeed!

I hope that this Christimas season you turn up the radio as you drive around to shop or to see family and friends, and that you listen more closely as you hear Christmas songs to understand the true meaning.

found

i hate when the sun shines
brighter on the other side.
its bad enough that the grass is greener
the darkness just makes me want to Hide.

but really how bad is it
in the whole scheme of life.
am i the only one filled with doubt,
with sorrow, pain and strife?

its easy to look at other's lives
and see the easy parts.
but deep down they're just as hurt as me
its just Hidden in their hearts

i glance at my own life
and focus on my trouble
but other friends have problems
outside of my tiny bubble.

what if i took some time
to take focus off my past.
took time to remind others
life moves slow, but memories come fast.

and took some time to walk around
in another persons heels.
to see how my reactions hurt them
to see just how it feels.

so we must appreciate when the sun is brighter
on the other side
because everyone has bad days
and shouldnt have to hide.

(un)sensless rhyming

dance
                trance

feeling
                healing

friend
                mend

celebrate
                create

love
                from Above


i modeled this as sort of a cause & effect rhyme. you may not call it a poem, so what. it makes me happy to know that when i dance, i get in a trance; when i start to admit to my true feelings, i start healing; my true friends are the ones who help me to heal; when i find a reason to celebrate, i am then able to create. and ive learned that true love is from God up above.


and if you need something that is in a poetic form you are used to, enjoy this!

warty fat and green
such strange scene.
some say they're gross
but i dont mind if they're close.
you can eat them if they're plain
but the smell can cause some pain.
no im not a frog.
just inspiration for this blog.
no its not a cucumber
ill end this before you slumber.
this poem may seem fickle
just to tell you its a pickle.


the topic "pickle" was submitted by my bestest friend. any poem title suggestions are welcomed!

Where to begin...

throughout my life i have written little poems, some meaningless and fun, and some personal; some rhyme, and others sound like rambling. ive decided maybe its time to share a little bit with the world. i just want to see who finds and maybe enjoys these. my poems are just a way for me to escape a bit from hiding my feelings and just vent. some might not make sense, and if they arent too personal then i might just tell you about the background.

heres one to get a little taste:

inspiration wont come easy
   when you search for it
sit down, take out a pen, &
   and expect the words to come
or when you search for the perfect words
   in ancient works
sometimes you have to let the words find you

in an early sunrise
   over empty fields of green
or clouds that form pictures in our eyes
   in the starts that glitter brightly
over peaceful waters

or a simple hug from you.