Life is about Chapters

Life is about chapters.

Turn the pages and move

To the next story.

Life is a book with

Infinite pages of opportunities.

Life is a chance to be grabbed.

Low hanging fruit

That needs to be plucked

To make room for new purpose.

Life is a poem.

Elegant words

Sewn together.

Close with you Lord (Heartbeat) (For Hannah Shultz’s Chorus)

I want to be close with you Lord

I want to feel your heartbeat

That matters most to me Lord

I want to feel your love sweet

I’ll draw near to you as you

As you draw near to me

I speak the truth in this sweet melody

I sing this song

with love in my heart

Your love is strong

I will do my part

I will praise my King

My voice will ring

Listen to me sing

Keep me under your wing

I want to be close with you Lord

I want to feel your heartbeat

That matters most to me Lord

I want to feel your love sweet

Letter to and from God

Dear God,

Here I sit

Thinking about the fact

That I have so many thoughts

I want to be present,

But I am constantly

Thinking ahead

What I think to do

And what I do

Are different things

Love, Liz

Dear Liz,

Hold me in your arms

And never let me go

You must not be alarmed

At the many things I know

I am right here

Listening and aware

Watching you plan

Watching you prepare

Write down who you are

Who you want to be

Claim ownership on your day

Set your thoughts free

Keep walking

Soldier keep moving

You’re not stopping

That’s what you’re proving

Write down your goals

Then let them go

Trust in Me

And then you will know

It’s not easy to trust

But you have to try

Have grace or bust

Laugh or else you’ll cry

Document your life

Write down the facts

You’re not falling apart

It’s a balancing act

You have me in your palm

Ask, Seek, Knock

Keep looking, stay calm

Laugh, praise and walk

Get up and go.

Write. Now.

Listen to the inner voice

That tells you why and how

Love, God

P.S. I am your brain

Journal some more.

Your brain misses

The dance of a whirlwind

On a page.

Let me swirl

Let me go

Let me rap

Let me flow

Let me be

Who I am

Love, your brain

The Red Dragon

The red dragon rears his ugly face

He knows he must demand more grace

He begs again to be seen

He wants to feel valued

He wants to be free

The buzz at the door

Indicates the company that

He must greet

Who is there to greet the red dragon?

Fire truck red and like a wagon

Breathing fire lungs

Spitting fire words

Dropping the freestyle

Poetry quite absurd

The red dragon rears His ugly face

He knows he must demand more grace