May her spirit rest
in the arms of family
Let her sleep
Let her be
Save eternity

Not our will but thine Lord
You never give us more
But struggle is a whore
If not the glory Yours

It seems a waste
This time spent hastily
Waiting, never knowing
The days that we have left to taste

Why stay in between
When we know what's at the end
But who is man, Lord
Let her breathe again

written by Holly Erin Pschigoda

(It's not a song, so I have no control over how you speak it. But still, just listen.)

Yoke

6.21.10

This yoke

It's as hot as the words that sear

And say nothing for a year

So destroy only but yourself

Living silent inside this hell

Write a verse of some inside jokes

Blind the others to your yoke

Hear Jesus say His is lighter...

But Satan is a fighter

Wait, the battle has just begun

Still the same, already won

End in sight, if only have faith

Just keep walking, stumbling straight

The conversations you never had

To keep running from the past

Closing your eyes to see the world

Choosing to cry for those you've hurt

Hiding has been the yoke you bear

And asking again if He still cares

Docile still, you cannot wait

The Spirit's power to awake

That someday soon He'll come and take

This yoke

I found a piece of paper the other day as I was cleaning out my "junk" drawer, and typed out on it was something I had written back in 2006 while studying abroad in New Zealand:

Words are a weapon
They give life or breed death
Words are a seed
What is it we're planting?
Words are a mirror
Reflecting our souls
Words can be heard
Who is speaking, and are we listening?
Words have meaning
How are they defined?

What is freedom of speech
When words are used to promote hate?
Sure, we can say whatever the hell we want,
But are we really aware of the shit that comes out of our mouths?

Maybe we are quick to hold our tongues,
But our eyes speak more words than we could ever say

If we listened to ourselves think
Would we be so quick to speak?
Out of our mouths the heart speaks
What is it saying?

Words can rhyme to make then sound pretty,
But it's the meaning of the words we seem to be missing