Poems I've written through time

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MY SIGHT

I walk blindly at night.
But I hear no path,
and I see no words of guidance.

MY STEPS

Feeble attempts to navigate,
so quiet I can't concentrate.
So dark I see the everything in Nothing.

MY HOPE

Lost along side me,
for I hear no path,
and I see no words to guide me.

MY FEAR

I'm trapped in a continual sphere,
of who's there and what's here.
Wonder if an exit is near.

MY LIFE

Failing attempts to make everything right.
to try and ignite a flame,
that will guide me through this perpetual Night!

Copyright ©2008 Isaac Arodi Valentin

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He Wept
by: Isaac Arodi Valentin

His heart was burdened, it burned with
compassion,
For those whose fate was lost
in the darkness,
the rockless foundations,
of stress and frustration.
He yearned to give then peace
from there pain, and take them out of the rain,
But they wouldn't except him!
So he stood there watching
them go into their places of sleep.
And He started to weep!

Copyright ©2008 Isaac Arodi Valentin


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Im not You

I think there for i am
I am there for i think
I see there for i am
Dont miss a single blink
You say that im not me
You say im a stranger
You say that u dont know me
All because im not what u think
I dont do what u do
I dont act like u do
I dont see like you
Im the missing link
You call me names
You put me to shame
You pour on me the blame
All because i wont sink
Therefore i think like i do,
and i see like i do,
because i never want to
turn out like YOU!

Copyright ©2008 Isaac Arodi Valentin


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Power Complex

What would happen if I gave in?
What would become of this fragile body,
if I released the power within?
would I finally see what I was created for?
or would I continue to disappoint those,
who see what my gift is for?
If this power was set free,
would it consume those around me?
Or would the immense energy released just take over me?
My skin burns and aches,
as the fire in me draws closer to it's freedom.
This unquenchable force in me yearns,
to see the world from the outer limits.
Everything within me says, "release it!" BUT,
What would happen if I gave in?
What would become of this fragile body,
if I released the power within?
would I finally see what I was created for?
or would I continue to disappoint those,
who see what my gift is for?


Copyright ©2008 Isaac Arodi Valentin

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Unknown

i am the unknown, the unseen, the unheard.
I live my live in secret. I wonder in the darkness.
Not because i have no choice.
But Because i choose to walk in the darkness.
For you see, if no one from the Light walked in the dark.
Then who would save those who are lost in the dark.
Those who cant find they're way.
But you see. I am still the unknown, the unseen, the unheard.
For in the darkness, one can not see who is saving him.
All they feel is a hand guiding them to way out.
And so, I am the Unknown, the Unseen, and the Unheard.
And i would have it no other way.

Copyright ©2008 Isaac Valentin

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Mental Cloud

I step in
I step out
the doubt clouds my mind
What lies have i taken
What truths have i dropped
If reality met me today
would i realize she was here
that is the question that fills my time
as I step and step out
with my mind full of doubt

Copyright ©2008 Isaac Valentin

Prayer: Have We Forgotten

When we were children, it seems that our prayers had no bounds. When we were children, it we were able to ask God anything, no matter how stupid it may have seemed to those around us. And it seemed that we always believed that God was listening to us and that HE would always come through.

“God, will you bless scruffy? He’s sick and isn’t able to play, I feel bad for him.” “God, thank you for making apples, I like them so much.” “God, will you please help mommy and daddy, they not happy right now. And God I know that you can help, so will you please help them smile, thank you God, oh and sweet dreams God”

What happens to us as we transition from Child to Teen and then to Adult. It would appear that there is a point in our progression in our lives that we FORGET that we can come to God with any request. As we make our way to Adulthood we tend to think that our prayers need to be some what perfect. Or that we mustn’t sound childish, because if we do then God will not hear or listen to our petition.

But what if we would go back to the way we once prayed. What if instead of trying to sound perfect or intellectual when speaking to our Father, we just laid our heads on his chest and said, “Daddy, can you make scruffy better, he’s sick and cant play.”

Matthew 18:2-4

2He called a little child and had him stand among them. 3And he said: "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. 4Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.

Here we see that we must be like children to enter the Kingdom of heaven. We must HUMBLE ourselves like a child. But why do we have to HUMBLE ourselves like children? I think the answer to that question is found in the prayers that children pray. When a child prays there is no doubt that God cant do what they are asking HIM to do. But we as Adults, throughout the transitions from Child to Adult is would appear that we have lost that faith. And we have FORGOTTEN that God can do anything. And in our arrogance we pray safe, but, highly intellectual prays as not to be disappoint. We have FORGOTTEN how big and powerful God really is.

So I petitions that when we pray, we remember how bold we were as children and how confident we were in God, and we lay our heads on God’s chest and speak to our father.

Was I Ment for More?

Ever since I was a little boy, I’ve always believed that I was alive to achieve great things. I’ve always had this burning inside of me to be great, to be amazing, and to be SOMEONE. In my Americanized thinking I figure that that ambition was to become famous or rich. Even as a Christian I figure that the burning that was in my heart was to become a “top dog” in the Christian realm. But this week in our small/life group we went over a portion of the bible that challenged my prior thinking.

Hebrews 11:32-42 (NIV)
32And what more shall I say? I do not have time to tell about Gideon, Barak, Samson, Jephthah, David, Samuel and the prophets, 33who through faith conquered kingdoms, administered justice, and gained what was promised; who shut the mouths of lions, 34quenched the fury of the flames, and escaped the edge of the sword; whose weakness was turned to strength; and who became powerful in battle and routed foreign armies. 35Women received back their dead, raised to life again. Others were tortured and refused to be released, so that they might gain a better resurrection. 36Some faced jeers and flogging, while still others were chained and put in prison. 37They were stoned[a]; they were sawed in two; they were put to death by the sword. They went about in sheepskins and goatskins, destitute, persecuted and mistreated— 38the world was not worthy of them. They wandered in deserts and mountains, and in caves and holes in the ground.
39These were all commended for their faith, yet none of them received what had been promised. 40God had planned something better for us so that only together with us would they be made perfect.

As we read this passage in the Bible, I pondered on my prior belief of what my “great achievement” would be like. The fame and the money went out the window. Rising up the ranks of Christian society also evaporated in the immense heat of these verses. That night and the next day, I began to debate with myself. What if the burning in my heart to “achieve more” was not in reference to fame, glory and wealth? What if the yearning I had inside was a dormant, yet growing strength to be like the ancients. To suffer and indoor what they went through, and all to gain something unattainable in this earthly and decaying realm of Humanity.

I thought how we always strive to be the BEST. Our lives turn into a constant battle to “out do” this person, or “out perform” that person. What if instead of striving to be “THE BEST” we strove to “DO OUR BEST”. In striving to be the best we consume too much time and effort in everyone else’s accomplishments. Doing my best pins me against me and how much effort I put forward.

When I was a teenager I went on a mission’s trip with Youth for Christ, in Lebanon PA. We went to an Indian reservation in Mississippi. While we were boarding the bus to begin our journey, our leader asked each of us what we were looking forward to on the trip. Most of the answers were typical: to teach, to help people, to see new things. But one teens answer stunned our leader and all of us that heard him. The one thing he was looking forward to the most was “being persecuted”. You see even as a teen this boy got it. That if the ancients went through so much pain, ridicule, torture and need, then what makes me think I’m any better.

That was it, I realized that, I WAS alive to achieve more then I can possible imagine. That burning desire to fight and press on to a better life, that consumes me from the inside, was never for this life here on earth. I must be relentless and continue with the faith regardless of what may come, regardless of what might NOT come. So that one day, I when I get to heaven, my riches and my fame (with GOD) will be waiting for me. So that when I die and stand before Jesus, he will say “well done good and faithful servant. The world was not worthy of you.”

Look Outside the Ravens are Coming

I was thinking the other day about how it seems that we are always tight in the financial arena of our life. We work and work and work, and when we are done working, we work some more. And yet it seems like we can never make it over this mountain of financial instability. Then I remember my Homiletics class at CFNI, and the verse that was used for my graded sermon.

1 Kings 17
Elijah Fed by Ravens

1 Now Elijah the Tishbite, from Tishbe [a] in Gilead, said to Ahab, "As the LORD, the God of Israel, lives, whom I serve, there will be neither dew nor rain in the next few years except at my word."
2 Then the word of the LORD came to Elijah: 3 "Leave here, turn eastward and hide in the Kerith Ravine, east of the Jordan. 4 You will drink from the brook, and I have ordered the ravens to feed you there."
5 So he did what the LORD had told him. He went to the Kerith Ravine, east of the Jordan, and stayed there. 6 The ravens brought him bread and meat in the morning and bread and meat in the evening, and he drank from the brook.

As I reread this it was an encouragement to me. Not because I’m a prophet or because it would be completely awesome to have birds bring me food every morning and evening. No it was an encouragement because I see that GOD is in control. This past week my wife (Samantha) has been really stressed out and feeling overwhelmed. I tell you guys that not to put her business on front street, but rather as an encouragement to her. “Babe when you read this, Remember, “Look outside, the ravens are coming””.
You see Elijah was obedient to the Lord’s commands and in turn the Lord took care of him and command the very raven to bring his servant substance. But if you notice they only came in the morning and in the even. So if you call yourself a servant of GOD, be obedient, and be amazed at how GOD provides for you. If GOD is challenging you to move into a new arena of your ministry, career, relationship(s), I challenge you to be obedient and if you don’t see GOD’s hand in action at first, I compel you, “Look outside, the ravens are coming”. Be still in your obedience and know that GOD is in control. Once again: “Look Outside, the Ravens are coming!!”

The Heart Vs. The Mind

A couple weeks ago my wife made a comment that triggered and explosion of intriguing thoughts in my mind. We had been talking about playing the piano (I think) and she mentioned that she use to know how to play a song by heart (I don’t remember what song it was). And the phrase “BY HEART” is what triggered the onslaught and bombardment of thought to fly through my mind like debris in the mist of a volcanic eruption. I thought how the bible tells us to write his words upon our heart. Deut 11:18 Therefore shall ye lay up these my words in your heart and in your soul, and bind them for a sign upon your hand, that they may be as frontlets between your eyes. When I thought of this I asked my wife, “I wonder if the early church or those in the Old Testament started that phrase?” I mean I can see them fellowshipping and in encouragement ask one another “Do you have the lords words upon your heart?” and it evolving into “Do you know the scriptures by heart?” At first it was just a cool thing that I thought would be a pretty neat coincidence if it were true. But then as I researched the aforementioned verse I was quit compelled to head the words of Deuteronomy. I was reading the verse and it says to lay or PUT my words in your heart and soul. And I thought, you know when something is in your heart, you seldom forget it. Because you only allow your passions and things you care about to be written on your heart. Example, I Love my wife, she is the most important thing in my life (next to Jesus).I cherish her so I will never forget the date on which we got married (3 years ago), but if you ask me the score of the Tennessee Titans game 3 weeks ago I wont be able to tell you, nor will I be able to tell you who they played if they played at all, even though they are my favorite football team. Things that you store in your heart are there to stay. Unlike your mental memory which is fleeting, knowing things by heart is eternal.

As I continued reading the verse the end of it got me. I didn’t know what a “Frontlets” was. So naturally I looked it up in the Merriam-Webster online Dictionary and this is what I got:

Frontlets

1 : a band or phylactery worn on the forehead

2 : the forehead especially of an animal

In definition number one I didn’t know what a Phylactery was so back again to Merriam-Webster.

Phylactery

1 : either of two small square leather boxes containing slips inscribed with scriptural passages and traditionally worn on the left arm and on the head by observant Jewish men and especially adherents of Orthodox Judaism during morning weekday prayers

Here this image might help.

Once I saw this I was amazed. And thought “man if we as Christians would stop trying to memorize scriptures and put them on out Hearts then they would be would be ready for us to grab them out of our minds at all times.” I mean look at the picture and the definition. It’s a box containing slips with scriptures written on them. Instead of saying “I think the Bible says this somewhere” we would be able to say, “The Bible says this right here, let me show you.”

So I’m challenged to stop trying to Memorize the Word with my mind, and strive rather to place the Word on my Heart, where it will remain for my lifetime. My mental memory is fragile and untrustworthy. But my Heart will hold and release back to me the things I cherish most. So I say let the Bible be one of my most cherished possessions. That I may truly know it “BY HEART”!

Where Will You Walk?

Don't you know that HIS all consuming fire will engulf our souls?
Laying to waste all that hinders us from reaching our full potential.

Like Peter we too can walk on water, if we believe that it is Jesus, that is calling us. And if we do lose focus of our faith and strength then be assured that Jesus is right there to grab our hand and walk with us back to safety. What impossibility are you facing today, hardship at work, marriage in turmoil, tragic sickness invading the comfort of life? Then know that Peter did not know his potential before he step out of the boat in the midst of a storm. He merely heard Jesus say "come to me" and he obeyed. What happened after that was tremendous, amazing, and supernatural.

Peter in his frail, sinful, human body overcame earthly laws and walked on water towards Jesus. Today Jesus is calling all of you that are in the mist of a storm, he is saying, "come to me" if you will just step out and walk to Jesus, you will see that you too can overcome earthly laws and restore you marriage, ease strife at work, and repair the human body to its healthy self.

Don't you know that HIS all consuming fire will engulf our souls?
So my question to you is "WHERE WILL YOU WALK? WILL YOU STAY IN THE BOAT OR GET OUT AND WALK ON WATER?!"

Tazer Training

So I'm face to face with Pain, Fear and Torment and it's an extremely hard battle to stand firm in the face of such enemies. tomorrow I am going through tazer training which will cumulate in Me and maybe two other officers getting shot and electrocuted for 5 seconds. Now some of you might say " Dude it's only 5 seconds, what are you crying about?!" I say to you (if you haven't felt the extreme pain of 55,000 volts of electricity going through your body) You simply don't understand. It's 5 seconds of eternity, and the pain is a plight of which I haven't felt before.
You see I have learned something that I had forgotten from this whole ordeal. And that is TO NEVER RUN YOUR MOUTH ABOUT SOMETHING THAT YOU HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT. Since the day that we (the security department) heard that we were getting a Tazer, me and another Supervisor ran our mouths about how MANLY we were. Well it turns out that right now I feel like quite a pansy. The day that we got the training equipment for the tazer, this stupid Puerto Rican had to open is big mouth and tell the boss that he could try out the alligator clips on him ( the clips that latch on to your clothing) . Our boss didn't hesitate one second. In total 3 of us got tazed that day. Now I know what it feels like (well our boss said it will feel worse, since we are going to have two barbs sticking into us) and I have NO desire to revisit the realm of pain that it puts you in.
Call me a baby, a pansy, a punk, whatever you want. All I have to say is get tazed and then come talk to me! I 100% guarantee that your perspective on the situation will have changed.
So Pain, Fear and Torment, I will see you at 5am tomorrow, I hope you are ready for a showdown. Cuz its gonna be a long 3 hours of fighting. HOOOAAAH!!!!

As The Night Shines

As the Night shines,
my eyes whine for they want to see the Light.
It seems that the Darkness is growing... gaining strength,
but my eyes still yearn for the sweet release that the Light brings.
I fight and struggle to find my way,
yet I can find nothing.
Are my efforts in vain, do I struggle and search for a mere figment of my imagination?
My mind begins to war within me with my heart.
My Mind tells me to embrace the Darkness, it says it's always going to be there.
But my Heart tells me to keep pushing forward, don't give up "seek and you shall find".
Truly it is hard to see hope, when physical sight is not a attribute I seem to be able to obtain.
But I keep searching...I keep feeling through the Night... Searching for that hope......

...To be Continued

What do I do?

What do I do Lord?
I have so many ideas but no clue Lord.
No clue how to reach them or see them come to pass.
It's like I'm looking through a telescope at some distant galaxy.
A galaxy I desperately want to reach and explore,
but all I can do is look at it through the glass.
So what do I do Lord?
Can you Help me find my way to this uncharted territory that I so long to reach?
Help me Lord, I'm in the dark on this one,
but I know that you can light up my path and lead me to.........

Silent Cry

Please watch video....... and when its over make a conscientious decision to seek out and help those who are silently crying out.

Power Complex

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  What would happen if I gave in?
  What would become of this fragile body,
  if I released the power within?
  would I finally see what I was created for?
  or would I continue to disappoint those,
  who see what my gift is for?
  If this power was set free,
  would it consume those around me?
  Or would the immense energy released just take over me?
  My skin burns and aches,
  as the fire in me draws closer to it's freedom.
  This unquenchable force in me yearns,
  to see the world from the outer limits.
  Everything within me says, "release it!" BUT,
  What would happen if I gave in?
  What would become of this fragile body,
  if I released the power within?
  would I finally see what I was created for?
  or would I continue to disappoint those,
  who see what my gift is for?