God’s calling you

To where will you run

To where will you turn

Who do you ask for your help

Who will give you love

 

Isn’t there a thirst, there

Deep inside your chest

A thirst you can’t seem to quench

Who’ll give you drink to quench it

 

Nothing in this world

No one in this world

You feel the emptiness

But they’re all empty, too

 

They can’t fill your longing

They can’t quench your thirst

They long for something, too

They are thirsty, too

 

Ask your questions

Who will know?

They have no answer

Apart from Me

 

Cry your tears everywhere

Throw yourself on the ground

Who will dry your face

Who will pick you up

 

You feel so very lonely

Feel that emptiness inside

Who will keep you company

Who fill will your emptiness

 

You wish for something greater

You want everlasting arms

I am that something greater

I’ll wrap you in My arms

 

I know everything about you

I know your inside out

I know all that you’ve ever done

And all your reasons why

 

To me, you aren’t a mystery

No need to make excuses

To me, you’re beautiful

No need to wear a mask

 

I will quench your thirst for love

I’m all you’ll ever need

I will fill your emptiness

And overflow your soul

 

I am what you long for

The end of your desire

Come to Me and find yourself

I am what you need.

 

 

This is one of the saddest things I’ve ever seen in my whole entire life:

~Emilino

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Narrow Road

To turn to my own

Trapped within my mind

The beauty I’d find

To die alone

 

And try to fly

Into the wind

The wind will fail

My feathers fall

 

I have to tell

Can’t turn to myself

I must know Love

Lest I die alone

 

A curvy road

Can’t see what comes

Won’t walk it alone

Will make it home

 

I thirst for love

My thirst is quenched

Seek rain from above

Won’t accept salt instead

 

I spread my wings

And try to fly

His wind is strong

He catches my feathers

 

His road is narrow

Yet the other is bland

With never a hand

Sucks from my bones their marrow

 

His road is curvy

But He can see

I am not alone

He reaches down and takes my hand

 

I give Him my own

He frees my mind

And beauty I find

I won’t die alone.

 

~Emilino

Take me

This lonely night

I can’t handle the world

To overpower me

Not tonight

 

So take my fears

Take my worry

Take my panic, my stress

Take all of me

 

While the wind whistles

Through the trees

Take me in Your arms

Hold me tight

 

I’ll run to You

And sob to You

And bury my face in Your chest

I need You to love me, Lord

 

So tonight, forever

Protect me

Embrace me, God, take me in

Sing me to sleep

 

I’ll fall asleep

In Your arms

And in my dreams

You’ll be beside me

 

And in the morning

Under a pale sky

Awaken me, Lord

I’ll wake up to You

 

I need Your touch

I need Your love

I need You forever

I’d die without You

 

You’re beautiful, God

You’re gorgeous

You’re all I want

I love You

 

~Emilino

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Won’t You come

When the demons dance

And scream and taunt

In the shadow’s growing stance

You’re all I want

 

When they spit in my face

They want me to run

Catch me in the open space

For all I’ve done

 

What can I do but close my eyes

Pray that You’ll come save me

I have to trust I’ll see You soon

Fold my hands and pray

 

Pray You’ll see me

Pray You’ll hear me

Pray You’ll find me

Pray You’ll save me

 

Come and get me

Lift me up, God, my God

They laugh at me

They’ll run when they see God

 

Take me away with You

Take me to Your kingdom

Lay me down and calm me

Lay me down before You

 

I’m raking the ground to find You

Yelling to the sky

In search of You

I give my tears up when I cry

 

I need You

I need You

I need You now

I need You to save me

 

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus

I’m right here

My Lord, my Lord, my Lord

Won’t You come

 

Won’t You be my shelter

Won’t You come

 

~Emilino

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You love me

You love me in the darkness

You love me in the night

You love me when I’m dreaming

You love me when I’m weak

 

You loved me on the cross

You loved me down in hell

You loved me when I shamed you

You loved me when I was dead

 

You loved me when I hated you

You loved me when I blasphemed

You loved me when my sin killed You

You loved me when you bled

 

You love me when I’m sinning

You love me when I’m down

You love me when I’m blind to You

You love me when I’m deaf

 

Lord, You ran to me

Lord, You touched me

Lord, You washed me

Lord, You love me

 

Oh, Lord, and then I saw You

Oh, Lord, and then I knew

Oh, Lord, I am a sinner

Oh, Lord, but You’ve forgiven me

 

Now

I love You in the darkness

I love You in the night

I love You when I’m dreaming

I love You when I’m weak

 

I love You for the cross

I love You, who was damned for me

I wish I hadn’t shamed You

I love You because I’m alive

 

I love You, Lord

I need You, Lord

I want You, Lord

I see You, Lord

 

And I can’t help it

For who I am, and who You are

I can’t help but worship You.

 

 

Emilino

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At the sight

(My, my, this one is long. Please do your best to stay with me.)

 

When I was a little girl

I saw monsters

Jeering at me at night

In the darkness of my room

When my door came unhinged

And lunged at me

And snow fell from the ceiling

And wolves growled beside my bed

And demons danced around me

 

Maybe they were demons

Maybe I hallucinated

My mom came in one night

When I was crying

Don’t fall in”

I told her

Don’t fall into the crack

In the floor”

 

As I got a bit older

The hallucinations stopped

And were replaced by nightmares

Every night

Like any other little kid

As I started to understand the world

Just a bit more

As I grew up

 

I remember the nightmares

A scorpion the size of a dinner plate

With the face of a woman

I remember

A cobra

Waiting to bite me

As I fell from my top bunk

I remember

Coming home

And the gored body parts

Of my pet hamster

Lying around my house

 

I grew yet older

I remember my best friend

Who turned on me

Because she needed me to stay

And I misunderstood

What she needed

I remember

A head injury at her house

That haunted me

For a reason I still don’t know

And yet it still haunts me

 

I remember

Crying on my bed in the dark

Depressed, hopeless, selfish

Depressed for years

Unending

I don’t remember

The years before

I don’t remember

What it was like

To be young and innocent

And not struggle with depression

 

I remember

Finding God

In that darkness

Hand outstretched

Compassion pouring

From His gaze

And those holy fingers

Opened my eyes

And the nightmares

Had been demons

And the hallucinations

Had been demons

And they fled

When my Lord took hold

Of my heart

 

And I cried

And I cried

And Jesus lifted me from

The darkness of my childhood

Lifted me from

The trauma

Of my head injury

And He’s beautiful

So beautiful

So beautiful

 

His touch

The sweetest

Anywhere

Indescribable

That took my burden

That sat me in His lap

And showed me the beautiful things

In this dark, dark world

 

I grew up

And I changed

And the world changed

And everything changed

And times came

And times went

But God stayed

God stayed

And His love

Sheds light

On darkness

 

And the darkness flees

And the demons run

And Satan pales

And Hell scabs over

 

At the sight

At the sound

At the mention

Of the Lord’s

Beautiful

Love.

 

Emilino

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Song by Phil Wickham courtesy on Youtube.com

It’s about time

I seem to be finding myself drifting lately. I’m not entirely sure why. I get caught up in other things, and I forget God. And I hate it.

Life without Him is empty, and dead. And sometimes it seems like other things can fill up His place, but they can’t. They truly cannot. Nothing can. Nothing but God can fill God’s place. And absolutely nothing can compare to His amazing love. Oh, His amazing love, that we can run into His open arms, what a relief, what a relief! That He will accept our burdens onto His own shoulders, the God of all creation, the One who deserves everything good. How is this, that He would relieve me of my own pain, caused by my own sin?

It’s not something that should be taken lightly, what I’ve been doing. I just pick the right time and place to pay any attention to God. And then, wow, who knew, it doesn’t really feel real when I finally look at Him, after so long apart, simply because it’s my duty. Simply because I don’t want to go to hell when I die.

When I spend less time with God, it seems like that empty time becomes filled with loneliness, with sadness, with yearning and longing. What a fool I am, that I haven’t even learned from my own mistakes. Even knowing everything apart from God is ugly and empty, I still accept worldliness before God.

Why skimp myself of God’s true love? Why run from God’s beautiful eyes, His beautiful arms, His beautiful hands, His beautiful face, His beautiful love? There’s no point. It doesn’t make sense.

I say I love God. Do I really? Do I love God like I claim to?

Sometimes I’m not sure.

And do you know what?

I am sick and tired of not being sure.

It’s time to be sure. It’s time to face God, to love Him, to replace worldly emptiness with Godly fullness. It’s time to turn from terror and let Love wrap His arms around me, and protect me for all eternity. It’s time to quite wanting earthly things and just want God. It’s time to stop filling my head with lies and learn more of the truth. The unshakable, undeniable, infallible Truth of God.

Jesus.

Jesus.

Jesus.

My Lord.

God, dear God, dear Jesus, dear God, beloved God–

I love You.

 

“His face is more handsome than any other. His eyes are filled with beauty. When He is angry, His eyes burn with nothing but love.

He is strongest. His touch is gentlest. He carries me, He wraps me in His arms and He sings me to sleep. His lullaby is more comforting than any other.

He is perfect. When I call, He runs to my side. He holds my hand, and when my enemies say they hate me, He whispers that He loves me. I love Him. He speaks endless words of comfort. He breathes into me and I want my heart to beat with His.

He is perfect. He is beautiful. I am in love with Him. I am His. He is everything. He is breathtaking. He is awesome. He brings light with every step. He is the peace in all our nightmares. He is the One who loves me. He is my Father.

He is my God.”

~September 17, 2011

 

His voice

That sings me to sleep

His hands

That take in them mine

His arms

That carry me

His shoulder

Rest for my heavy head

His wrists

Pierced because of His love

His brow

Sweat with blood for me

His lips

Breathed life into me

Kiss my sin-pocked face

His spirit

Perfect, deserving of

Much greater than me

His love

Surrounds me, brings me peace

Unfailing, never-ending

I do not deserve it

It is mine.

~September 25, 2011

I feel like although God isn’t taking all the pain away, He is sharing the burden, and He is just pouring these immense feelings of love onto me. This love, this love of God, that just makes me want to fall on my face and sob. He loves me so much. He loves me so much. And I do that. I bow my head to the floor and I cry. I cry because oh, oh, this love, this holy love, this powerful love, this love that fills my senses and I cannot yet begin to fathom His awesome love.

God. God. Father. Lord. His is a name filled with power, filled with wonder. Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty. Who was. Who is. Who is to come.”

~September 27, 2011

 

Emilino

 

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cosmosmagazine.com

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Song and video by Leeland courtesy Youtube.com