Saturday, November 28, 2009

Fighting words...

My words are my weapon,
My only protection. The only real forces
in my possession.
Like thunder they roll
and like lightning they strike They cut and they sting
and they put up a fight
They'll seek you, and bind you,
and call you a coward They steal beauty and peace
like a knife to a flower
They come at you hard,
they take their desire Though they burn in my throat
like hell's hottest fire
I meant them to hurt you,
to take back what was mine To show you my anger,
and to damage your pride
You made me a fool
and you never thought twice And now by resentment,
you're paying the price
I meant what I said
in the midst of my fury But now that it's done..
please....please forgive me -Bing

Lessons

Still learning the lessons you left here for me. I can't help wondering how long it's gonna be.
When will I get it, how soon will I grow? Knowing all of the things you would want me to know?
To make a wise choice and make myself number two..., always putting other people first, just like you would do.
To stand up for the weak and to speak for the mute, To seek mercy and justice and love at the root.
To work hard to succeed and to give all I had,
thank you for teaching me these lessons, Dad.
-Bing
(To my dad; The best man I've ever known)

For my son, Ezra...

When God made you he blessed me
Then he gave me you, to test me
He said "How much do you love me,
And what will you put above me?"
"Take my son, teach him to love me
Make him the man of God he should be"
"Watch him grow and guide his steps
Lead him through the darkest depths
When you can't see through the dark sea
Teach your son to trust me"
"Walk by faith and never waiver
Be at peace that I'm your savior
I sent my only son to save you
Look my child, at what I gave you"...
Lord, you never saw me as a reject
With every flaw and every defect
You meant this child for no other
Please, guide me to be his mother...
-Bing