Confessions of a Wounded Teen

Sometimes I lash out.

Sometimes I shout.

Sometimes I pout.

Sometimes I stomp about.

Sometimes I cry.

Sometimes I lie.

Sometimes I shut down.

Sometimes I just lay around.

Sometimes I wear a frown.

Sometimes I wear a smile.

Sometimes I walk for miles.

Sometimes nothing is right.

Sometimes I don’t sleep at night.

Sometimes I want to disappear.

Sometimes I tremor in fear.

Most of the time I need people to see

I want them to just let me be

To let me hurt privately

I will open up eventually.

When I’m ready.

Confessions of An Angry Teen

They told me to breathe

To let the anger go

To shake things off

And not to let my feelings show.

So when I took a deep breath

I stuffed the fury inside

Until one day

I could no longer hide.

I exploded everywhere.

No one was safe from my frown.

Not even the forecasted storm

Felt safe to come around.

As I stomped about

Glaring and in rage

I found myself

In the spotlight on a stage.

People saw a side of me

I really hate to share

Because it never fails

To cause them to stare.

They saw me raw

From the inside out

Especially when I had the nerve

To begin to cry and shout.

Yes, I made a fool of myself

In the middle of a crowd.

My display of anger

Was extremely big and loud.

Maybe they should have told me

To breathe and confess

When something bothers me

To get it off my chest.

But I might have missed

The lesson that I learned.

Suppressing feelings

Only leaves you burned.

Now I know that when angry

Breathe, pause, and reflect

Consider the consequences

Of not keeping my rage in check.

Talk about my feelings

Let someone know.

I need someone to listen

To help me let it go.

I had to find another way

To let it all out

Without

A shout

A pout

And stomping about.

No Longer Who I Was

Not lost
Not forgotten
Not rejected
Not detested

Not the ugly one
Not the lonely one
Not the black sheep
Not the abandoned one

Not the fat one
Not the sick one
Not the abused
Not the accused.

I am Your treasure
I am Your pearl.
I am Your little boy;
I am Your little girl.

I am Your beloved
I am new in every way
I am no longer who I was
I am no longer what they say.

Because You love me
I have a new name.
I have heart full of love
And I will never be the same.

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Psalm 139:14 (TPT)

I thank You, God, for making me so mysteriously complex!
Everything You do is marvelously breathtaking.
It simply amazes me to think about it!
How thoroughly You know me, Lord!

You’re Here

You’re here!
Just like you promised.
You’re here!
We are so blessed.

You came!
And just in time
You came!
To rescue mankind!

We were lost
With no hope indeed.
We were trapped
And ready to be freed.

You saw us
Hopeless, helpless, and lost
And You compassionately
Made a sacrificial choice.

You came.
We’re so glad!
You’re here
No greater gift can be had!

Welcome Immanuel!

Matthew 1:22-23 (VOICE)

Years and years ago, Isaiah,a prophet of Israel, foretold the story of Mary, Joseph, and Jesus:

A virgin will conceive and bear a Son, and His name will be Immanuel

(which is a Hebrew name that means “God with us”)

Inspired by,

Light

Light came to give light

Light came to enlighten

Light came that we might

Give light

So that our light

Would point the lost and lonely to the only Light

That can give Love.

John 1:1-5

Joy in the Unknown

If you don’t know what you are to be

Or exactly where you belong.

Others may overlook you

And reject the love you have shown.

They may even walk away

Leaving you feeling all alone.

You may find yourself lost

Invisible in the unknown.

But you have something inside of you

A light that must be shown.

Embrace the obscurity and rejection

And remember you’re not the only one

Others have misunderstood.

Many have survived the same storm.

So keep shining your light

So that those who come behind you can find joy in the unknown.

1 John 3:1-3 (TPT) 

Look with wonder at the depth of the Father’s marvelous love that he has lavished on us! He has called us and made us his very own beloved children.

The reason the world doesn’t recognize who we are is that they didn’t recognize him.

The reason the world doesn’t recognize who we are is that they didn’t recognize him.

Beloved, we are God’s children right now; however, it is not yet apparent what we will become. But we do know that when it is finally made visible we will be just like him, for we will see him as he truly is.

And all who focus their hope on him will always be purifying themselves, just as Jesus is pure.

You are a Gift

you are a gift
that many rarely see
the gift so unique
only a few will perceive
that the gift
as wonderful as you
when unwrapped
cannot be described

You may not think so, but you are one of God’s many gifts to the world.

What we see on the outside is the wrapping of a treasure that many misunderstand.

When you open up and set the talented person hiding within free, look out! The world will be in shock, because they didn’t realize what a blessing you really are.

Psalm 127:3 (NIRV)
Children are a gift from the Lord. They are a reward from him.

1John 3:1 (NCV)
The Father has loved us so much that we are called children of God. And we really are His children. The reason the people in the world do not know us is that they have not known Him.