Photographed Frames of My Life

I jump out a plane
Just to land in the sky
I hope I catch your drift
Before the ground catches mine

In the few short moments
Before I die
I hop on a bike
And cycle through my mind

I flip through the frames
That convey my life
Until I notice a man
Falling by my side

Reaching out His hand
And with all His might
He stole all the frames
I was trying to find

"I need this weight
To get the timing right"
He stacked up my frames
To an amazing height

Laying on the top
The landing broke His spine
As I neared the ground
I could now see why

His broken body
Was to my delight
And the tower of frames
Was by His design

My feet touched His back
To end my flight
He landed on the ground
So I could land in the sky

Romans 6:23

"For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life through Christ Jesus our Lord."

Wages= payment

What we owe = Death



"Did Jesus have to die?" The student on campus asked.


"No......but he did."

That is love. I don't understand it, but I want it. Sometimes I get tired of always hearing about the simple Christian concepts. But that's because I'm an idiot. God offers a relationship; not concepts. Maybe I should try harder to better understand what Jesus did for us.

Poem About Going To California For a Few Months

I'm off
To California

I'm 19 and You're Not!

Well today is the day
I turn 19
And I think it is time to adopt

Not a son
But a grandson
Grandfatherhood has always been a passion of mine

Plus
It would be considered socially acceptable to fall asleep
While someone is talking to me
Also
I would urinate often

My main concern
Is that he will be older than me
But I wouldn't mind if he was remarkably bigger than me
If so, I would name him Pseudoname

I would say to my friend
"My Pseudoname could kick your butt!"
Then my friend would say
"Bet he can't!"
Then Pseudoname would stomp into the house
And punch his stomach in the face!

Fire and Jake

Fireball and Footsteps

Ready,
Aim,
Fireball!

Your cannon fires
Dawn till dusk,
Reflecting off both sky and sea,
Waking up
The dust these feet will mold.

Your brother
Catches the water,
And tosses the waves;
Breaks the shore
Then starts again.

While you bring beauty,
Life, and light
To brighten
These footsteps.

Ready,
Aim,
Fireball!

Tell your brother
To bring his best;
Tell the West,
These footsteps are approaching.

MMMMM Delicious Glacier National Park