i'll go where you will lead me, lord

One thing I ask from the LORD, this only do I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to gaze on the beauty of the LORD and to seek him in his temple. -Psalm 27:4

Tough Love

For too long now, I have been afraid to hurt you – to say unwelcome words that would stop you in your place.  I focused on the fact that you might be heartbroken, but failed to realize that heartbreak and conflict are necessary at times in order to improve relationships.  I realize I cannot continue this way, cowering away from speaking the truth, because I want my future son to be well-behaved.  I want my son to respect his mother and father, his peers, and even those who are beneath him.  I want my son to control his temper, to seek humility over pride, and to always, always fight for the weak.  To cower away from hurting you for the greater good would be to allow my son to live without discipline and sympathy and gentleness.  I think it’s about time I started using tough love.



“Are you my dream?” asks a girl,
Eyes filled with wonder and amazement
At the Greek god standing before her.

“Were you my dream?” asks a woman,
Eyes downcast with doubt
As she spins the ring around her finger.


one night we may lay

side by side in bed

and wonder

how we got here —

tears swimming ’round

our heads.

my back will be

turned to you

yet we’ll find

each other

somehow, in raw


remembering why I am yours

and you are mine.


she writes a love letter

don’t make her put her pen down.

I will fight

they called you a slut

they called you a whore

they kicked you ’til they saw your blood on the floor

you took to the blade

betrayed your own skin

then remembered you’re not of this world they live in

God cleansed all your wounds

He showed you the light

Then He whispered, “You need only be still, I will fight.”


The Wall

I tossed countless flowers over the wall

And counted myself brave.

I waited for you, my heart full of hope,

And treasured the few that you gave.

Before the sun rose, I faithfully sat

Counting days with my ear to the stone

Listening for the sound of your feet

To know that I was not alone.

Then one day the silence became too familiar,

The flowers had grown old with time.

Staring up at the wall, I felt so very small

But I decided to climb.

I never looked down as I dug into stone;

My fingers began to bleed.

And when I reached the top, my heart simply dropped

At the sight I’d so dreaded to see:

The roses and lilacs and daisies I’d sent

Lay lifeless in a pile on the ground.

They had never been touched, I could tell this much

And you were nowhere to be found.

Yet all at once, I felt like the fool!

It was not about flowers at all.

For even if you’d sent a thousand more,

You never tried climbing the wall.

A Lesson in Love from Mr. & Mrs. Day

Source: A Lesson in Love from Mr. & Mrs. Day


I never understood the words

Of the fair maiden Solomon so adored:

“Do not stir or awaken love

Until it so desires.”

For how can I be sure

If love will ever awake

Without my stirring?

How can I trust

That love will find me

Without my seeking?

So constantly and hastily,

I have assumed the role

Of Solomon and Suitor

And in turn, received nothing

But insecure love

And the question:

“Would he have loved me

Had I not whispered it first into his ear?”


You loved me clothed,
Loved me bare,
You loved every single hair.
Loved me cross,
Loved me dull,
And you loved my aching soul.
Loved me well,
Loved me best,
And you loved all of the rest,
But you just can’t love me now,
So only time will be our test.


You promised me your heart

And you promised me your mind

You promised you’d be soft

And you promised you’d be kind.

I guess I never thought

You would ever lie to me

For the only thing you promised

Was a painful memory.