Wrinkles & Scars

Wrinkles and Scars, or smooth and shine.

A battle we fight, with age and time.

A wrinkle speaks words that mouths cannot say

A scar is a story of learning, in a whole different way.

I hope to wrinkle, and show the world each scar

For beauty is the stories that got you that far

The people, who see flaws, aren’t the perfect and clean.

But broken and scared, for anything real to be seen.

The ones who see beauty in every flaw and climb.

Are the people who watched it change you time after time.

Christ our example who suffered pain for the mistakes of us all,

Chose when beautified and perfected to keep the scars from the fall.

So the next moment you see a blemish, of any sort or kind.

Look beyond the moment and remember to rewind.

For theirs stories and experience in every wrinkle or scar

Is of time, beauty and love in how they kept climbing thus far.

The true surrender isn’t the beauty we see

But finding (s)he who see’s beauty with sight of eternity

Loves Life

Love is happiness

Like a star in the sky

Billions of miles away

Still radiant from so high

Love is light and warmth

Felt in each others arms

 The stroke of fingertips

Like a shock that has no harm

Love is respect

Always wanting to be your best

Keeping you looking good

Respect will never rest

Love is trust

Like the moon at night

That even in the darkest times

Holding on to the light

Love is hope

That keeps you from giving in

Your heart binding you into one

Hope will at all times win

Love is Joy

A child of imagination

A crush you don’t know

Running through Neverland

Flying to and fro

Love is strength

There to keep you strong

Happy or hard

Strength makes right out of wrong

Love is peace

A blanket to wrap around us

Erasing pain an stress

And never makes a fuss

Love is friendship

A always their for you

Will last forever

Is fine not always knowing what to do

Love will always care

It holds you like a bear

Promises to forever

As long as both share

Love is love

A forever changing you

For selfish comes selfless

By the simple words “I do”

Dear Future Wife

Apprehensions seep throughout

A skylight of hope never to break

A love that I must place in faith

For all choices I necessitate to take

Looking for my life to be full

This promise I carry though

Juvenile expectation taunt

Yet my constant hope in you

I’m going to love you

When the time is right

My thoughts all run for you

When day turns to night

Your motivation creating my world

So I’m what you need in life

Thanks for the expectations

My choices are now for a wife

The sad, the hopeless

The scars of lost light

Will strengthen gratitude

When you come into sight

And finally we‘ll stand together

Create and anchor of hope

Everlasting though all trials

Threading an unbreakable rope

Sometime I doubt in myself
I sit... wondering why

No one to accept my flawed life

Yet alone I sit afraid to cry

I may not know why

I may not know how

Yet the hope of you

Is enough for now

Clouds have the power of rain

That bows color into streams

Only creating a rainbow

With the suns powerful beams

So is the power of life

What may be wind for the tree

Strengthens the roots

To grow strong, long, and free

Strength pushes with hope

Only to long for you and me

So loves one desire

Can climb to who it wants to be

No longer will I be lost at night

When I get to glance into your eyes

I’ll be assured by the beauty and warmth

That comes when the sun starts to rise.

For I sense you deep within

Overwhelming my senses and soul

Dangling to be words in my breath

For it to grow fonder and whole.

Feelings contact within my heart

Grasping authenticity with desire

Knowing it’s not the sufficient amount

Taking the burn with the fire

Frustrated to comprehend such sensation

Lives perfectly bonded to hold

Two souls entwined into one

Casted and cooled among God mold

You may not be physically next to me

But faith isn’t a miracle you see

But trusting a feeling

Will turn a day into eternity.

Neverland

What seems isolation

Is really a chase of our shadow

Never to be caught by hand

Its only fear being Neverland

Neverland isn’t a place for wishing to be perfected

But lives by loving what also is not.

Making the thoughtless shadow look for fear of flaw

Only to be tied down by the power of God.

Neverland finds joy in a journey

And in finding beauty in the pain

Looking to be perfected isn’t fear

But finds perfect is in the mirror

Neverland isn’t a dream from reality

But reality being the dream

It’s not letting what you don’t know

Stop you from enjoying what you do know

Neverland is not made to undo,

What should already be behind you.

But change only what we see,

Not what is already set to be.

Differences and imperfection

Don’t always change our direction,

Loving what is, not would be

Isn’t that true beauty?

Will social structure light our fire?

Or individuality learn to aspire?

Will we let our shadow wander?

Or let our lives grow fonder?

The great people we study

Start out as nobody

With a dream of making reality.

And a reality of making a dream.

Neverland comes from the unusual.

Letting yourself be tried

Search the dark for the stars

Creating beauty from the scars

Neverland’s beauty isn’t a list

But by letting the dream exist.

The outlook comes when we choose.

To tie our shadows, not let them loose.

When all goes right must we decide?

Or all goes wrong, find joy in the ride?

That’s where Neverland gets its nature

That’s where Neverland gets its creator

Our true potential begins

When we find the thread within

Create faith for happiness to try

Pull down the shadow and tie

When we destroy people’s expectation

Defeat the selfishness inside

Forget the indignities behind why

Then our imagination will start to fly

And here we go!

Second star to the right

Straight not till morning

Neverland.

Fellowship of the Unashamed

I am a part of the Fellowship of the Unashamed.

The die has been cast. The decision has been made. I have stepped over the line.

 I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away or be still.

 My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and my future is in God’s hands. 

I am finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, the bare minimum, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, mundane talking, frivolous living, selfish giving, and dwarfed goals.

 I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, applause, or popularity. I don’t have to be right, first, the best, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded. 

I now live by faith. I lean on Christ’s presence. I love with patience, live by prayer, and labor with the power of God’s grace.

 My face is set. My gate is narrow, my goal is heaven. My road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my guide is reliable, and my mission is clear.

 I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded, or delayed.

 I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.

 I won’t give up, shut up, let up or slow up until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, and spoken up for the cause of Christ.

 I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I must go till He comes, give until I drop, speak out until all know, and work until He stops me. And when He returns for His own, He will have no difficulty recognizing me.

 My banner is clear: I am a part of the Fellowship of the Unashamed.

-Dr. Moorehead-