Statue of Clay?

So why didn't I just put my name? Well, to answer that question I'll first tell you why I chose this name. I chose it because it's what I am. See, my goal is to be a statue that stands fixed pointing to heaven, and for now i'm just made of clay. When the rain comes I often melt and lose my form. But the more I stare at the sky, the more the Son will bake me, and the stronger I will become. One day I hope to be a statue of stone, that can stand the weather, unmovable, staring to the sky without blinking. Why didn't I just use my name? Because every time I write I don't want it to be "me" writing. I want to remember to keep my gaze fixed upon Him and so I chose a name that will remind me to do just that.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Of dead things

To Him who makes the dead whole,
Who makes the world grow. 
Will I give my broken soul?

I cannot attain my goal,
For there is a debt I owe,
To Him who makes the dead whole. 

My heart is as black as coal,
But If He can make it like snow 
Will I give my broken soul?

If it is in my control
Should I give up and go?
To Him who makes the dead whole?

If He saves me from this hole
Then promises to never let go,
Will I give my broken soul?

And as I hear the bells toll
There is but one thing I know,
To Him who makes the dead whole
Will I give my broken soul. 
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  1. Echoes in InkFebruary 15, 2011 at 4:13 PM

    Dear brother, what a beautiful, beautiful way of expressing this. (This is one of my favorite styles of poetry)(and resurrection is just about my favorite thing ever) Thank you for posting it.
    (Hey, I miss you.)

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