Receiver of Freedom’s Weblog

My tears mix with the rain and trickle down my face,
And their bittersweet taste rests upon my lips.
The wind is fierce and rips my hair away from in front of me,
Creating, behind me, a storm of its own.
I shut my eyes to the burning salty air, 
And wrap my arms around me, as if it’ll keep me from being blown away.
I hear the voice of Evil, 
Shrieking at me from inside the claps of thunder.
And I tremble at the quick glimpses of lightning-
Fleeting threats of crooked schemes, preparing to strike…
The sky grows black, and the waves become monstrous, 
Clawing at the sand, slowly making their way toward me…
My pulse quickens as i remind myself of what i need to do,
But i push away all tempting doubts just as suddenly as they arrive.
To be free, this is what is needed,
To be free, i must overcome…
So, i look to the darkened sky with determination,
Take in a deep breath, and hold…
Step by step, i make my way into the ocean holding all my fears,
All trials, all of my past… I make my way into the ocean that is me.
The thunder rolls louder, the wind shrieks horrifically,
And the waves toss me in every which way.
But with every throw, i reach into the air,
Trying to grasp something, anything at all, that i could use,
To pull myself up, up, up,
Up into the Heart of the Storm.
To be free, this is what is needed,
To be free, i must face…
Face this Evil, this storm, 
And cut off this garden of turmoil at its roots…
But nothing is near to grab hold of,
And i just find myself losing all strength.
God, oh God…
I am sinking, sinking deeper into this mess,
I am drowning in it…
Save me?
Anyone? 
Please?
The tips of my fingers finally begin to submerse, 
Under the water that holds all of me…
But just as i give up, let out the last of my breath,
My hands are grabbed by Someone else, Someone stronger than me…
I am pulled out of death,
And set upon the waves, now solid beneath my feet.
I look into the eyes of He who has rescued me, and all darkness fades.
With but a word, He commands the winds and the waves,
The thunder, the lightning, and the voice of Evil… to stop.
With His scarred hand enclosed around mine,
Together we walk, into clear, blue skies…
No longer am i drowning, no longer am i lost,
For i am found here in Him, 
And He faced, and overcame, the heart of the Storm,
For me… 

~Katie~

I open my eyes at the break of dawn,
And tiptoe outside, where I see a golden lawn.
I cross the front porch, jump onto the rail,
Swing my feet in front of me, and look down a dirt trail.
It winds into the mountains, where I can see no more,
But the sun is rising there, with its wonders galore. 
As I stare into its light, I wish to be apart of its majesty, 
And my heart jumps inside, for I just want to be free.
This longing I have rises, along with the sun,
And finally I jump off the porch, take off, and run.
I run down the dirt path, towards the glistening hills,
And I soak in His warmth, for His love completely fulfills. 
I stop in a meadow, with each of its blades sun-kissed,
And I look around me at the simple beauty that many a times I miss.
My eyes are not always focused on You,
And its so easy to become fixated on that which is untrue.
But when I take a few moments to just admire the work of Your hand,
I am instantly inspired, and forget the trap of pleasing man.
So here I stand, my hands outstretched holding an open heart,
I long to become apart of this picture, this beautiful work of art.
Your love once again overwhelms me, and I begin to twirl,
And I don’t care if anyone looks and sees, an odd, spinning girl…
For right now, before the day begins, 
I want to take a moment & praise the Creator, the Forgiver of all sins.
My God, my God,
I thank You for this scene that Your fingertip has drawn.
With my hair down, my feet bare,
I dance with the golden rays, 
At the break of dawn.

~Katie~

i cannot explain or even begin to describe how much i love words… being able to search for just the right one to describe what you want to say or what you’re feeling or the picture you saw…. my mind is flooded with the possibilities and i am filled with such a joy when i am finally able to describe something accurately or my writing has that perfect poetic feel i was trying to hard to achieve… and the times when it doesnt turn out the way i wanted it, i start the search over again in my mind until i can re-write it and make it better. it might sound so strange to other people, or obsessive haha, but to me it is a fun game constantly running through my head, even when i am unaware of it, i am thinking of words- when i see an old building or something that looks so wonderfully artistic or a photo of some beautiful creation by God’s hand… i am always trying to describe it in a such a way that it will forever be tucked in the corners of my mind. many times i will later pull those memories out, and end up writing a poem about them. even something as simple as a word that i heard during the day that had such a unique ring to it, i just had to write it down in some way that wasnt completely random: a poem or a story or a quote… something. i even love the way words look…. typing is definitely easier and i would choose that over handwriting if given the choice, but i do love the way penmanship looks. i especially love old letters and books and scrolls and that unique way people wrote in that looks so old-fashioned nowadays… it looks really beautiful. 

well i probably could go on and on about words and their meanings and their sounds and looks and styles and everything else you could imagine… but i’ll spare you from my ramblings. i’m quite a word nerd. =P but i love it haha. i honestly think the gift of words (not necessarily speaking but also writing and being able to comprehend and learn so many) is one of the greatest gifts God has ever so generously given… i thank Him for it constantly. 

alright, i said i would be done- i really will. just decided to randomly write out my thoughts at this moment haha….. 🙂 so, here ends my ode to words. good night. 🙂 

Here lies my heart,

Will You hold it in Your hand?

Here I am again,

Open before You I stand. 

Oh God, my Jesus, 

You never cease to amaze me.

You have given me everything,

And I cannot comprehend how truly I am free.

I simply have to let go,

And run into the arms that are always open wide. 

You made it so that I can approach You boldly,

And not be ashamed that in Your embrace I want to hide.

Never will I be too dirty,

For Him to resist holding me when I want to cry.

And, God, when I’m in Your arms,

The world fades and leaves only You and I.

How You cherish me,

It amazes me so.

You’re behind to catch me when I fall,

And in front to defend me from every foe. 

Lord, I don’t deserve Your love,

But I won’t lie- I need it more than anything.

Lord, I need Your shoulder to lean on, to bury myself in,

And I need Your love-

To be my everything! 

~Katie~

Hey so this is my first post obviously and I’m going to be using this blog to talk about anything and everything– one of the things i love to do =P i’m gonna talk about life, thoughts, questions, random things…. idk really. it’ll change constantly, so there’s really no specific purpose. so there ya go i guess, a tiny introduction before i start to ramble. 🙂