Keep On

This is a poem a friend of mine wrote. I thought it really described how a lot of us feel a lot of the time!

“Keep On”

You know you’re different,
They do too.
You don’t know why,
But they look at you.

They wonder why you’re like that,
They think that you are odd,
I know sometimes it’s tempting,
But do not follow the crowd.

I know it hurts sometimes,
Keep on fighting.
I know it’s hard sometimes,
Keep on trying.

I know you’re trying to find
the reason why you’re here,
But just trust God,
He understands your fear.

You know the truth, but still it hurts.
He’s made you who you are for a reason,
You know but you don’t understand.
He’s placed you where you are in this season.

I know it hurts sometimes,
Keep on fighting.
I know it’s hard sometimes,
Keep on trying.

You wonder, is it worth it?
Or should I just be like them?
Yes, I guess I’m happy,
But I’m also suffering.

Don’t do it.
Don’t give in.
It will be worth it
In the end.

I know it hurts sometimes,
Keep on fighting.
I know it’s hard sometimes,
Keep on trying.

And yes, you’ll get questions.
And yes, you get ridiculed,
But just ignore them,
And a stronger relationship with God you’ll build.

For His opinions are the ones that matter,
So don’t worry about what they think.
God will make you stronger,
Link by link.

I know it hurts sometimes,
Keep on fighting.
I know it’s hard sometimes,
Keep on trying

Wow! What an awesome poem, and what's more an awesome challenge as well! Let's keep on keeping on! Soli Deo Gloria!

I Say to My Heart

I got this beautiful poem off a forum on the Rebelution (www.therebelution.com). I really liked this, and wanted to share it with you. A homeschooled preacher's daughter wrote it. I am including a few thoughts she posted with the poem.


Girls, can you bring to mind that guy who somehow occupies all of your thoughts? He is admirable and perhaps physically attractive to you, and he seems to fit the mold for your ideal Christian young man. At church, at school, or anywhere else, your interactions with him make you involve your emotions deeper. The problem is, he does not seem to reciprocate your feelings as deeply, and you are thrown into confusion or even tears. Have you ever felt that way? I know many girls have or do feel that way now. Well, at least I have. Anyway, after one long afternoon of crying and praying, this is what I have to share. I hope it helps.

I say to my heart, “Let go, let go,”
But it wouldn’t understand;
Although his affections it won’t know
It still foolishly demands
A right to discretely, softly show
A lingering, slight command
O’er knowledge of him, o’er soul’s outflow
Of feelings within its hands.

I say to my heart, “Be still, be still,”
But it always disobeys;
Whenever his voice my senses fill
My heart will not calmly lay
Within its protection—mindful will,
The only sense sane through days
Of pain and of joys or of tears until
Within heaven’s arms I’ll lay.

I say to my heart, “You foolish thing,
The pain you inflict on me
Is more than the happiness you bring,”
But still it would not release
The feelings it holds and dearly clings
As if that’s all life could be;
Each compliment that his tongue should ring
Still kills ev’ry chance for ease.

I say to my heart, “When will you stop To think of what cannot be?”
But still when I harvest vision’s crop
He stays in my fantasies;
Each dream that I know I ought to drop
Persists to remain in me,
So I could be on the hillcrest’s top
Just only when me he sees.

I say to my heart, “Let go, let go, You’ll never be wise this way.”
Then softly it answers, “God bestows Each trial, so he who prays
Will learn to accept when He says ‘no’
And live for Him day to day.
These things come and go, just trust and know
Your best still in future lays.

Wow. I really liked that and I hope you did too. I think it provides some excellent food for the thought.

Daddy, There's Noise

This is a poem I got off the Rebelution forums. I read this poem and it really spoke to me about how weak and pitiful we are. Anways, Heidi M. wrote it. Here is the link to her website: http://www.xanga.com/a blessed servant. I highly encourage you to tell her if you like her poem.



Daddy, There’s Noise
by Heidi M.

Daddy, when I'm sick and weak, and all my strength has fled
Let me sit upon Your knee and hear the words You said
To listen as I hear Your smile within the gentle voice
Calling me to rest in You from all the outward noise.

Daddy, I am so confused, with all that's spinning 'round
I need Your hand to lift me up off what might be the ground.
Draw me closer, keep me near, oh, help me to hold true –
And so receive the strength I need from You to pull me through.

Daddy, why the struggles? Why the trials and the pain?
I try so hard to just press on and count each loss as gain
But I'm so tired and I know the battle's raging fierce
So please reach down, and let Your touch this worldly mindset pierce.

Daddy, I am sick and weak, and all my strength has fled
I am hugging tight my knees, all curled up on my bed.
Let me hear Your gentle smile within the whispered voice
And give me joy to bravely turn and face the outward noise.