
TRANSITION AUDIO CD - VOLUME 1 - TO BE RELEASED May 2008!
As some of you already know, we’re working on an Audio CD volume of my book, Transition: Breaking Through the Barriers. The first volume has been compiled and is in the process of being mixed. It’s been an interesting journey. It took me ten years to write Transitions and a year to get it published. As a new author, I figured the hardest work was now behind me - but this was not the case. It seems to take even more energy to promote the book and re-purpose its message into multiple formats for the different ways people learn and experience things.
In the case of this CD project, it’s taken about six months to get to this point. And this is just the beginning. Look for the CD release in May and click the link below to hear a sample track.
I found myself headed to work on the train this morning; feeling a bit… not overwhelmed… but ‘awkward.’ Life’s pulling in so many directions. More issues continue to rise and I feel increasingly worn out - as if the enemy somehow discovered a secret entrance unaware to me and was siphoning my energy. An internal battle was being waged - for my joy.
I attempted to rationalize it away: I did stay up all night working on a video project that was due. When the ‘tired’ hits so does crankiness and sluggishness. But this seemed different. I felt this siphoning before I pulled the all-nighter. And pastor just talked yesterday about how we need to break through the barriers of opposition in our lives. So I pressed through the ‘tired’ and prayed. I didn’t ‘feel’ any different. But then a desire began to swell up within me.
Are You Happy With God Alone?
Are you happy with Me alone?
If I never granted another personal wish
All your dreams and aspirations inside
Never to be seen and glorified.
Watching others receive blessings from Me
Their smiles and laughter… their tears of joy
While your dreams run away from you
Like sand slipping through your fingers.
Are you happy with Me alone?
If I never said “I love you” again
Which doesn’t mean that I don’t
But could you withstand My silence?
As I used you to only bless others
While your dreams, I knocked by the wayside
Could you trust Me as I stand
Wanting you to commit your very life to Me
Your living essence to Me and to Me alone.
Are you happy with Me alone?
If I allowed every possession to be taken
Like I allowed in My servant Job’s situation
With only your life intact?

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Unknown Fear
I know you’re out there
I’ve felt you most of my life…
Lurking around the corners and in the shadows
Slithering your way into my mind.
For so long you’ve kept me running
Running away from where I was supposed to be
Running away from things I was supposed to see
You kept me so afraid that I missed so many opportunities.
You were always unknown… but somehow I knew who you were.
“What if I can’t do it?” You’d whisper in my ear.
“What if I fail?”
I used to buy into your manipulating suggestions
And your downright bullying
Anytime I tried to press through.
I remember how I used to feel… so afraid
Like I couldn’t do anything but fail.
I felt so inadequate… so small
Unprepared.
Vulnerable… naked.
Yes. I remember how you used to make me feel
Like I was supposed to live my whole life in you…
Fear.
You lied to me! But that’s what you do.
Never would I have guessed in a thousand lifetimes
That it is really you who are afraid.
Terrified of me – That I would fulfill the exact purpose
For which I was created.
A Brother’s Future
I sit and listen to the future of my past as my mother’s voice conveys tones of concern about my brother who’s growing up in my shoes, yet making his own steps in his direction. I sit listening to the future of my past as he lands on that middle ground between child and adult. My mother’s concern for him now becoming more obvious.
I tell her not to worry and she asks me to pray for him. What he is facing, I have faced in almost the same ways. Her voice lightens for a second then she tells me the reason why she worries. I hear the love in her voice for her #2 son… the same love she has for me, but different.
An Ideal Man
He is not a perfect man, for no one is blemish free
But in the dark expanses of the night
His presence gives a strong feeling of security.
Forces combine in order to destroy, but the Ideal Man
Will stand for what’s right.
He seeks understanding in all he does
Not afraid to express his emotions.
Willing to listen and not just talk
He’s calm, considerate and caring.
Though he may blow his top at times
He would not dare to abuse another.
The Ideal Man is not afraid
To apologize for his mistakes…
And if he is, he does so anyway.
He’s one to do his best to keep his word
Realizing that he role-models life for those who come behind him
And his peers.
He knows when to fight and when to walk away.
He’s hardworking and smart-working, and able to have fun.
He has a sense that is more than common.