Well, this isn't your regular poem from me. But, nonetheless, I'd love to hear your thoughts, interpretations and so on...
Roman715
She’s more than an addiction, I have to have her to live
But there’s a chance for my redemption just beyond the fib
And the truth I hold so loosely is lost within the light
Of the ramblings deep within me and of which I hold so tight
I can’t wait for the next fix the second she hits my veins
Waiting on her next hit to take away the pain
she brings me to my knees, knockin on deaths door
But I’m lost in the disease as I attempt to use my lore.
The help I need is there, waiting for me to agree
But the disguised hope’s what she offers and it’s calling out to me
Lies, lies, lies fill up my heart and head
As I climb down from the highs, I know I’ve been left for dead
Her love is the drug, it overwhelms my soul
But the darkness in that love keeps me from being whole
It provides the calm I seek and offers me release
And I’m not willing to leave the safety of deceit
It’s really not her fault, I’m the one to blame
And I’m awfully convincing so no one can see my shame
She just keeps on chasing and I can’t let her go
Freedom, oh freedom, I guess I’ll never know
Freedom, oh freedom, Lord come and save my soul
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
The Old Black Train - Song
So, I put the poem to music. Hope you enjoy. Please share your thoughts if you like.
Monday, December 20, 2010
The Old Black Train
The old black trains, runnin it’s tracks
When the whistle blows, aint no turnin back
I can ride those rails or choose to stay
I’ll ride those rails any day
Carry me home, train don’t stop
Go on, go on, I’ve made my plot
The whistles blowing, I’m heaven bound
Where I’m goin, is where I’m found
I’ve seen the train, it runs river side
For all those goin it’s a bumpy ride
The rivers cold if the people get wet
But the ebb and flow washes all regret
Starts with judgment and ends the same
Regardless your stop, you’re to blame
The tunnels dark will make you blind
But freedom lies on the other side
Carry me home, train don’t stop
Go on, go on, I’ve made my plot
The whistles blowing, I’m heaven bound
Where I’m goin, is where I’m found
Derek Markgraf
12-20-2010
When the whistle blows, aint no turnin back
I can ride those rails or choose to stay
I’ll ride those rails any day
Carry me home, train don’t stop
Go on, go on, I’ve made my plot
The whistles blowing, I’m heaven bound
Where I’m goin, is where I’m found
I’ve seen the train, it runs river side
For all those goin it’s a bumpy ride
The rivers cold if the people get wet
But the ebb and flow washes all regret
Starts with judgment and ends the same
Regardless your stop, you’re to blame
The tunnels dark will make you blind
But freedom lies on the other side
Carry me home, train don’t stop
Go on, go on, I’ve made my plot
The whistles blowing, I’m heaven bound
Where I’m goin, is where I’m found
Derek Markgraf
12-20-2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
What's Right?
Today I heard an interesting story. Apparently there is an unwed woman that has attended a church around, though infrequently. She's pregnant and showed up at church this past Sunday. She didn't attend either service, but came in between services with invitations. She was throwing herself a baby shower. There is an attitude of some members that this is wrong. Not only is she not attending services, she's asking people to come to her baby shower while on the property. It's clear she wants people to bring her things for her baby. She's "using" the church. I have to wonder though, should people even be able to "use" the church? That sounds like I'm against her coming and doing this, but it is really quite the opposite. What I mean is, if we're ministering in light of the way Jesus ministered...should people even have a chance to make it their agenda to "use" the church to help their needs. In other words, this woman is clearly seeking help from a place she has at least made prior connections to. I wonder, what if the church would have thought to provide her with a shower first. Wouldn't that have been right? Some will say, "no, not if she's not giving back to the church." But that makes me wonder, what is the church's role? Aren't we as a body instructed to care for the poor and any in need?(1 John 3:17-19) Didn't Jesus himself say he was the least of these presented before us? (Matt. 25:33-40)When did Jesus first require a commitment to the church before healing anyone. Isn't that what this woman is seeking?
Sure, there are always people who are out to beat the system. There are people waiting to make the church a "sucker" who they plan to play and get all they can and then move one. Oddly enough though, I don't think the church can be a "sucker". If we are to love all the way Christ loved us, that involves offering the same grace to others that Christ offers to us. I'd like to say all churches would do this, but I'd be foolish to believe that. I know there have been situations where I certainly have been on the other side of this argument. We are imperfect and I am certainly no exception. With that, I'll leave us with something from the gospel of Luke.
Luke 6:30-36
30 Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. 31 Do to others as you would have them do to you.
32 “If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners love those who love them. 33 And if you do good to those who are good to you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners do that. 34 And if you lend to those from whom you expect repayment, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners, expecting to be repaid in full. 35 But love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back. Then your reward will be great, and you will be children of the Most High, because he is kind to the ungrateful and wicked. 36 Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
Sure, there are always people who are out to beat the system. There are people waiting to make the church a "sucker" who they plan to play and get all they can and then move one. Oddly enough though, I don't think the church can be a "sucker". If we are to love all the way Christ loved us, that involves offering the same grace to others that Christ offers to us. I'd like to say all churches would do this, but I'd be foolish to believe that. I know there have been situations where I certainly have been on the other side of this argument. We are imperfect and I am certainly no exception. With that, I'll leave us with something from the gospel of Luke.
Luke 6:30-36
30 Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. 31 Do to others as you would have them do to you.
32 “If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners love those who love them. 33 And if you do good to those who are good to you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners do that. 34 And if you lend to those from whom you expect repayment, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners, expecting to be repaid in full. 35 But love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back. Then your reward will be great, and you will be children of the Most High, because he is kind to the ungrateful and wicked. 36 Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
True Colors
So, lately I've been roller skating outside for some exercise. I've gained a little more weight than I'd ever hoped (as I write this I'm eating a cookie - this could be some of the problem) and so I decided it was time to get back in the habit of doing some cardiovascular workouts. I love the outdoors and I love to skate - so this is the perfect combination. I've started out skating 3 miles a day. AS that gets easier, I'll go further...but for now it's plenty.
Yesterday, skating threw my neighborhood, I skated over some dead leaves. Not leaves that had fallen last year and were still hangin around, these were this years leaves. I was saddened. It's just over halfway through August, and because of the lack of water, our trees are already dropping their leaves. Fall is one of my favorite times of the year, but this year I'm afraid the trees won't be turning their beautiful shades of yellow, red, and orange because we simply haven't had enough rainfall. The trees will change, but they just won't be as vibrant. The weather plays a major part in how bright the colors are each year. Rain plays a major part because the more moisture (water) the brighter the leaf!
Something else that's interesting is that the fall colors we see on the trees are actually the leaves true colors. In other words, leaves aren't green, they're simply filled with chlorophyll which makes them appear green. With cooler temperatures and shorter days, the chlorophyll is removed and the true color of the leaf is revealed. Basically, we see the true beauty of the tree once the green is gone.
This reminds me very much of our walk with Christ. Christ is the living water. (John 4:13-14) Until we drink of this water, we are perpetually thirsty. We continually seek water that is unquenchable. But once we do drink that water and accept Christ, our sin is removed and our true colors are shown. God is able to work in and through us once we completely drink him in. Much like the trees need water in the summer to shine their brightest once the chlorophyll is removed, we need the living water of a savior to to help are true colors shine when He removes our sin.
What well are you drinking from? Are you in a drought, or are your true colors out for the world to see the living Christ in you?
Yesterday, skating threw my neighborhood, I skated over some dead leaves. Not leaves that had fallen last year and were still hangin around, these were this years leaves. I was saddened. It's just over halfway through August, and because of the lack of water, our trees are already dropping their leaves. Fall is one of my favorite times of the year, but this year I'm afraid the trees won't be turning their beautiful shades of yellow, red, and orange because we simply haven't had enough rainfall. The trees will change, but they just won't be as vibrant. The weather plays a major part in how bright the colors are each year. Rain plays a major part because the more moisture (water) the brighter the leaf!
Something else that's interesting is that the fall colors we see on the trees are actually the leaves true colors. In other words, leaves aren't green, they're simply filled with chlorophyll which makes them appear green. With cooler temperatures and shorter days, the chlorophyll is removed and the true color of the leaf is revealed. Basically, we see the true beauty of the tree once the green is gone.
This reminds me very much of our walk with Christ. Christ is the living water. (John 4:13-14) Until we drink of this water, we are perpetually thirsty. We continually seek water that is unquenchable. But once we do drink that water and accept Christ, our sin is removed and our true colors are shown. God is able to work in and through us once we completely drink him in. Much like the trees need water in the summer to shine their brightest once the chlorophyll is removed, we need the living water of a savior to to help are true colors shine when He removes our sin.
What well are you drinking from? Are you in a drought, or are your true colors out for the world to see the living Christ in you?
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
How I Know I'm a Guy - #2
As many of you know, my last post was about how I know I'm a guy. It was a little stab at myself for recognizing some of the silly things I do. The title comes from the fact that my wife usually responds to such silliness with "You're such a guy!" Well, just the other day it happened again.
I had just walked in from a days work and was ready to head back to my room and change into some comfy clothes. We have a ranch style house and my room is the last on the left at the end of a long hall (not really that long). So, on my way back to the room I began to take off my shirt before I made it to the room. Got back to my room, changed clothes, and headed back to the kitchen for a drink. While in the room, I noticed my wife had done some rearranging. I made a mental note to be sure and say something to her about how I liked it and the room looked nice. As i got to the kitchen to pour my drink my wife came in and said, "what did you think about the room?" "I liked it", I replied. "I was going to tell you I thought it looked nice." Then she said, "I don't know what to do with the dresser?" Here's where I begin to get confused. My wife and I don't have a dresser so naturally, I'm puzzled as to what she's talking about. "What Dresser?" I asked. "The boys dresser", she replied. So, now I'm confused again because the boys dresser is in the play room and has nothing to do with our room. "the boys dresser, what do you mean?" I continued. "The boys dresser at the end of the hall" she said. "What!" I was blown out of the water. I leaned my head around the corner and sure enough, at the end of the hall was the boys dresser. Not only had I walked by it without noticing it...I'd even laid my shirt on the dresser on my way into my room from changing clothes. I couldn't believe I was oblivious to this new placement of furniture. Our house is only 1100 sq. ft. So, when things are moved, it's not hard to notice. However, because I'm a guy, I somehow managed to look right past it...even after using it to distribute my shirt on to ( i know, dirty shirts go in the laundry...that's another post for another day.)
So, I guess the solution to this one is to simply open my eyes and look around every once in a while. HA! It kind of makes me wonder...what has God rearranged in my life that I'm ignoring too? I know one thing, I'll be looking.
I had just walked in from a days work and was ready to head back to my room and change into some comfy clothes. We have a ranch style house and my room is the last on the left at the end of a long hall (not really that long). So, on my way back to the room I began to take off my shirt before I made it to the room. Got back to my room, changed clothes, and headed back to the kitchen for a drink. While in the room, I noticed my wife had done some rearranging. I made a mental note to be sure and say something to her about how I liked it and the room looked nice. As i got to the kitchen to pour my drink my wife came in and said, "what did you think about the room?" "I liked it", I replied. "I was going to tell you I thought it looked nice." Then she said, "I don't know what to do with the dresser?" Here's where I begin to get confused. My wife and I don't have a dresser so naturally, I'm puzzled as to what she's talking about. "What Dresser?" I asked. "The boys dresser", she replied. So, now I'm confused again because the boys dresser is in the play room and has nothing to do with our room. "the boys dresser, what do you mean?" I continued. "The boys dresser at the end of the hall" she said. "What!" I was blown out of the water. I leaned my head around the corner and sure enough, at the end of the hall was the boys dresser. Not only had I walked by it without noticing it...I'd even laid my shirt on the dresser on my way into my room from changing clothes. I couldn't believe I was oblivious to this new placement of furniture. Our house is only 1100 sq. ft. So, when things are moved, it's not hard to notice. However, because I'm a guy, I somehow managed to look right past it...even after using it to distribute my shirt on to ( i know, dirty shirts go in the laundry...that's another post for another day.)
So, I guess the solution to this one is to simply open my eyes and look around every once in a while. HA! It kind of makes me wonder...what has God rearranged in my life that I'm ignoring too? I know one thing, I'll be looking.
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