I wish I could weep again. A hardened heart is a burden I do not want.

What my eyes told me

Has anyone ever played a variation of hide and seek where everyone huddles around the seeker and then the seeker throws a ball in the air and the "hiders" run away to...ahem...hide? Well today I saw 4 little girls, possibly sisters, playing it in their yard as I rode home on my bike. I picked up on the rules in the brief 6-7 seconds it took me to pass their house. The ball was thrown, the girls scattered, except for the smallest one. Maybe 2 years old? She ran and grabbed the ball and curled up into one herself at the "seekers" feet. The ideal hiding place.

I would call everyone that owns a bicycle to take it out, no matter how rusty it may be, and ride through your neighborhood. Perhaps you too can capture a glimpse of children being children in a world that is saying "no" to their innocence before they just fade away.

A World Not Tasted

The rose shall have no scent for you little one

The ocean spray will not greet your face at days end

Your naked toes will not know the touch of green grass

A rogue storm will not catch you
its thunderous voice will never call your name

Luna and Sol will not dance for you
with their celestial children you will not play

Entranced your eyes will never be by the silent lazy drifting of a winters snow

The melodious call of bird song will never captivate the ears of thy heart

To grow old in love and wisdom shall not be a book you belong in

The warmth of a maiden will not find you
nor the embrace of a knight surround you

Tears you will not shed
not of sorrow
not of joy

The symphonic humming of humanity will never play for you


You, Speechless One, are but a slave
property to the will of the womb

You share in the plight of the enslaved african of yesteryear
no voice
no rights
no dreams

When will come YOUR emancipation?
Who will speak for a great sorrow with
no voice
and
no tongue


No matter the journey from whence you arrived
no matter how
dark
wicked
depraved

You bear the image of something GREAT
He calls Himself "I Am".

But darkness has fallen upon those that paint you black
wash you out

Ending you is now necessity
infant crimson must now flow

To appease the will of hardened hearts
hardened minds
hardened souls

Such dreams they have
of days with joy
burdened not by girl or boy



What dreams have you nameless one?
Nothing yet?
Nothing still?
Dreams like ours you never will







By Trenton Burns

The Alpha Desire

If God was to be found at the very beginning of my salvation, if He was and is the very reason that I love Him, that is to say that because He loved me first I am therefore enabled to love Him, does He not continue to be at the forefront of all my "righteous" desires? Doesn't He HAVE to be? I am not locking God down into anything here. I am just trying to understand this concept. If all my "righteous deeds and desires" can be traced back to the moving and motives of the indwelling spirit within me, how can I pray for more? How can I have a stronger desire to walk and KNOW what it means to walk in the spirit more so? How do I desire God if it is He who causes me to desire Him? I am still very much confused by this whole idea of "self" and have almost entirely rejected the idea of free will. I understand that I am responsible for my wickedness, even if it has in fact been ordained by God, but that is not what keeps me awake at night. How do I desire Him MORE if He has to put that desire in me? I can't get behind that desire and push it up that hill to heaven. God is and always is going to be one step behind me, pushing me up. I want to be holy because He put that desire in me. I want to be righteous because He put that desire in me. I want to please Him because he put that desire in me. I can't go on some pilgrimage and get an upgrade of my spiritual self. I can't build up my faith in a factory and reinforce it with the strongest metal. He has to. I am helpless to grow unless He causes me to do so.

CAUSE ME TO GROW FATHER!!!!!!!!

Infant Blog

My house brotha's feel like bloggin' is the way to go, and I hate Myspace so I am going to try this out. Maybe I will have something worthwhile to say along the way? Not likely.