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A Day's Heartbeat

Written by: Anna Bryant Pulsing beats course through my body.  My mind still quiet as midnight.  The world unconscious to these brave few who face the day before the waking of dawn.  Preparing themselves to slay the dragons of the day.  Sleep is left like a ghost in the bed which they left only with the body heat of what had been.  Music assisting with the morning drive to push forward.  To focus.  My heart begins to race along with the speed of your feet drumming the ground.  The first mountain of the day, complaining muscles just encourage us to continue on.   The adventure of the day has started...  

Sterile Mold

By: Anna Bryant     This world was not what people said It is exaggerated , stretched , or faded .  What is the fear of being real?   So many choose to be plastic or copies of another.  They fall into the mold by trying to break it.  All such imitation are the shimmer of the truth. Of what is real...   The children are the ones without false actions. They show us the true freedom.  Giving us hope to have that same unbroken trust.  We make life sterile due to a pointed fear.   With no chance taken, no life is lived.  Creativity cannot be birthed without stepping out of fear and into something new.  Will you dare to gaze at the new....

Freedom's not Free

This is a week to remember our freedom, our freedom in christ. "It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery"                                       Galatians 5:1

Emotions

By: Anna Bryant      Emotions are humans blessing and curse.  The heart is one of the most fragile pieces of this world.  Your mind try's to grasp what exactly your emotions are,  Are they happy?  Are sad?  What are they?  People think they have their own emotions figured out.  Do they?  Broken hearts mend through time and friends.  Friends that keep you close.  Emotions are confusing, but I think it is a way Christ molds into more like him.  Are emotions real? Can they be trusted?  What is the purpose for them?  Emotions equal questions,  Questions equal searching,  Searching equal understanding,  Understanding shows us purpose,  And purpose proves God.  Emotions can be painful but through them you gain understanding.  I really don't know the answer "are emotions good for us?" but I am searching.    

You Were Here

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Written by: Anna Bryant In memory of James Owens You were there. With your deep, dark eyes looking into my small form. Your hands, used to hard work, touching my spirit Who knew I would be so much like you?!   You watched me when I toddled around the room gazing for adventure. Watching as I learned to pick myself up, teaching me. Scolding me with a rough tone while I fell into fits of giggles when you pretended to be grumpy. I saw your heart, your love, your spirit.   You were always there for each performance no matter what my role was. I learned to expect you there. I eagerly awaited the hug that always followed at the end of a performance. I loved how your face lit up when it found mine.   I'm not sure when it happened but you always amazed me. You became my hero. I wanted to work with wood because you did it. I wanted to learn about cars because of you.   Now you’re gone. And I now have broken pieces of my heart that ache after you. I can't run into those strong ...

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Judgements

Remember your words have power to build up or destroy, speak truth in love  By: Anna Bryant I watch you smile with another's blood dripping from your fangs. You push and shove to get your way, leaving destruction as a trail behind you.  Do you not care about the dreams you've crushed? The hearts you've broken? The searing pain you've slit in others passions by speaking filthy lies.  A heart has been turned to stone by your loathing words.  You carry the blame of what you stole.  You will be tried,                 And found guilty with her blood on your hands.  May God be your judge! Lord God help the broken and shattered spirit. Bind up the broken shards. Use this pain. Transform the broken wing into one filled with serving strength. Give courage to fly again. May we all be filled and shine your glory! All power to you Lord!