Thankfull

This Christmas im thankfull for a lot.
Thankfull to the woman who brought me into this world
Thankfull to the woman that first brought me to Christ.
Thankfull to the woman who taught me what love is.
Thankfull for every day and conversations we had.  
I miss you mom and merry Christmas.

Cost

Does life have a cost? 
We like to think we are free.
The truth is we are stuck in a system.
Every one wants money.
You are born now owing money to companies that fight not to pay.  The only freedom in this life is through Christ.
Through him we see this so called money doesn't belong to us anyways.
He free's our souls and our live to do good.  To live a good life and abandon the chains that tie us to this world.

Prayer

I pray for life
Pray for love
Pray for peace
Pray for health
Pray for fun
Pray for forgiveness
Pray for strength
Pray for understanding

I see Christ.  Carrying the cross.  Nails piercing his skin.  Crys of pain.  Blood soaked wood. He comes to me.  I turn away.  He wants to help me.  Why won't I embrace his help.  Instead I stay in denial and stay busy. I pray, but don't want the answer.  At least not yet.

Thoughts

Thoughts come from my head.
Thoughts of times past.
Thoughts of lost opertunities.
Thoughts of what could have been.
Thoughts of what will be without you.

God does it again.  Supprises me again.  It seems like I have seen it all.  Then it comes.  A young boy goes to bed never waking.  Dreams turn to heaven.  Never knowing pain or fear.  Only the pure way of God.  Love. 

Taking time.

Taking time.
Each day takes one more. 
Each second gone. 
Never to return. 
How do we use what we have? 
Do we waist it?
Each touch and kiss last forever. 
Time spent living, instead of watching. 
Stories children will tell. 
People will know. 
Life of love. 
Why do we fight to change it.

My

My heart feels love.
Many people are gone.
What remains.
A wife who I cherish deeply.
A daughter who makes me proud every day.
Two boys who's laughter and humor brighten my day.
I am truely blessed.

Last Minuet

Slipping. 
That's what it is. 
The whole world is sliding. 
The cross holds me steady as i try to hold you steady. 
The world keeps slipping. 
Your eyes open. 
White is all I see. 
The world slips further. 
You take your last breath. 
The strength is gone. 
Yours and mine. 
I say I love you and kiss your forehead. 
You slip away leaving us in the wake. 
Moving on to see what is next. 
A tidal wave carries you away, but we are caught in the under tow. 
The cross still gives me comfort, but no longer any strength. 
The wake is too big. 
I cry.  

Snow

There you are? You come into my room and say "Chris wake up." There is a excitement in your voice. "There is something you need to see", you say. I open my eyes. "Look out the window", you say excitedly. I sit up on my beds and look out. I start yelling "Greg, wake up and look." As I stare out the window, I see only white. White covering everything. I look out in amazement. "This is what its like in Indiana", you say. Snow blankets the world.

I wake up. Thirty nine years ago my mother opened my eyes to a beautiful amazing sight. The excitement in her voice then, im sure did not come close to the excitement she had on the 9th. I know some day I will hear her voice saying, Chris wake up, there is something beautiful you need to see.