Agua Prieta

A long desolate road
With dry plains all around
No trees, little water
And hard packed ground

This is the path
to the little border town
Dirt streets, squat buildings
This is what i found

I wander the streets
and view the place
Dirty dogs, empty avenues
Windblown dust in my face

But meet the people
Talk and learn about them
Happy faces, so willing to serve
So willing to be a friend

A friend to the citizens
of this little town
Play with the kids, share the good news
Share with the lost and they will be found

Anoche habia guerra
Batalla en mi corazon
Tan oscuro la noche
Pero tan brillante el sol

Una nueva mañana
Que me da esperanza
Sin mis cargas viejas
Que ya no me alcanzan

Las deje atras anoche
Las tomo mi Señor
Me lleno de algo diferente
Me lleno de su amor

Ahora eres mi todo
Mi Señor Jesucristo
Dame algo que hacer
Contigo estoy listo

Really?

The survey at my starbucks today was The Electric Light Orchestra versus the New York Philharmonic. A guy came in and had no idea who either one was. Really? REALLY? I can understand not know who the ELO is but the New York Philharmonic??? A sign of the times I guess...

Anyway have a wonderful day. Also check out the poem below

The Miracle

One dark night on a hill
outside the city gates
I saw it all from my windowsill
The terrible act filled with hate.

They took the perfect man
Beat him for awhile
Till the distance between life and
death was thinner than a file.

I guess it wasn't hate but fear,
Fear for their status. And as
They nailed him up, I shed my tears
For the miracle was about was about to pass

Beyond where we could help
Behind the boulder in the cave
And as I witnessed it I felt
Helpless to help save.

A few days later I saw him
Impossible as it sounds.
He talked to me about my sin
About what he'd done in the ground.

Then I understood the act
Not hate or fear, but love
Not me saving him
But the olive branch and dove.

A pact of peace and everlasting life
From the one and only Jesus Christ.

Another poem

So I wrote this during my lunch at work. Obviously I don't have a wife or any planned and for that matter no kids, but it fit with the poem so there it is. Enjoy!


On My Knees


The future is certain,
Especially mine.
I know what will happen,
I see it in my mind.

My job and my wife
My kids, my whole life

Its all laid out
Where, when, how.
There is no doubt
It all begins now.

The choices and decisions,
placed before with precision.

Whats this? A twist!
Everything spinning,
I slam my fist.
How? When I was winning?

My carefully planned decisions
Destroyed with a precision

I'm sorry God for my pride
Everything I planned
I'm sorry I lied
On my knees you help me land

My job and my wife
My kids, my whole life
I lay them at your feet, my Christ

continuation

there are no dead ends
only turning teaching places
one road leads to
another day to play

says one to his
friends that aren't there
doors open and close
controlled not by me
but by one who lives
truly lives beyond what i

imagine a world
that makes friends believe
that dead ends are dead
and closed doors are closed
for good leaving no way

out to the outside now
rain and wind
mud and cold
flying around the field
with old friends new

friends who support
and help show the way
along with him who lives
to open doors

My List

here's a few things i'd like for christmas:

new sandals to replace these:





a red wings jersey:

not new because they are really expensive, but they could probably be found used somewhere in michigan.

a bilingual bible:

preferably portable, NIV for english. same or RV for spanish

a few nice shirts:

sunday mornings, evening stuff

Thanks :)