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October 9th2 notes
i rarely use tumblr. i have followers. sweet.
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Soldier I Am
..because holy randomness exists, i write.
Soldier I am, conqueror, and even more than this
And if I am to endure, I inherit eternal bliss
I wake in the morning to hear my Commander say
“Soldier, listen… there is a man who needs Way”
(Way is Jesus, King and Rock on which I stand)
So I say “Sure thing, God, where can I find this man?”
“Hm, okay” I say and I put on the armor of Christ
The equipment equipped, see it has no price
You can’t buy the belt of truth; it is given through His grace
Got the helmet of salvation and its here to protect my face
Ephesians 6 boldly states that my faith is my shield
And the Spirit is my sword, what?! The victory is sealed!
So I call Commander again and ask Him for commands
“Who needs the Way?” I said “Who needs the Man?”
His answer hurt me, a blind spot to my heart
“Soldier, from these people I don’t want to be apart.
I love them too much, you understand that right?
They don’t repent from their ways and they… they just might…”
“Just might…” I responded waiting for the rest
“They just might leave Me and settle for second best.
I gave them all; the blood of my Son was even spilled,
Still they don’t know it was for them my Child was killed
“So soldier, can you do, out of love, a favor for your King?”
With my heart stilled, I said “Yes, God. Sure thing.”
I waited for His command and my armor started to shake
He cried, “Soldier, this is the message that I want you to take
Tell the people about Me and My Son, and that they need us
Tell them about the Truth, and the lifestyle of Jesus
Tell them about what Love truly is, and what it cost
Tell them, through my Son, what was gained, and what they lost
Glory! They’re free now. They’re free now soldier
So here, I give you wisdom and remember to always hold her
And child, remember that this statement is always true”
With tears in His eyes He said “I.. love.. you.”
So now I sit here now with the greatest mission in hand
Remembering Him always saying, “Soldier, I Am”
Now I’m standing and facing the storms of my fear
A tap on my back, and a voice saying “I’m here”
I turn around, and here He stood, Jesus Christ, the Way
I then saw true Love, and I had nothing to say
He took my hand and held it, fingers laced
We ran towards the rage, “There’s no time to waste.”
He said… “Soldier I Am”
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Dear Summer and Rest of Life,
I’ll make this short. Summer, you first. I feel like I’ve changed a great deal because of you. I’ve learned books worth spending time with you, but we must part ways soon (too soon for my liking). In my time with you, you’ve taught me to be a lion. So here I am, a product of what we had. I’m sure going to miss you and the long nights that we had. And to you, first name “Rest of” and last name “Life”, I’m going to beast on you, literally. You’ve seen this side of me, but only rarely. I’m different now. If you haven’t noticed, there’s a different look in my eyes. We are going to get to know each other real well.
Sincerely the lion that you knew and will get to know,
Dale Gords Morales
P.S. Photoshop
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Sometimes this is like life. You don’t know what you’re doing.
Okay Josh?
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crush
When I was a kid I’ve always wonder why they don’t say “I crush you” when you have a crush on someone.
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love my sisters. looking up to this mister.
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Footsteps
hi. hey. hello. footsteps. bye.
I hear them in singles. I’ve been walking the same lifestyle for too long. Going through the motions much? I can see craters in the same places I’ve stepped on, stepping in the same places for years now. It’s time to step on that snow that nobody has stepped on yet. I want to hear the crisp sounds of snow crushing beneath my existence. I want to experience new grounds.
I hear them in hundreds. I bow my head to remind myself of Him, cup and bread in hand. It’s quiet now and all I can hear is the footsteps of all sorts of people. With my eyes closed, I see nothing, but can hear everything. I focus in on the sound of the people making their way to the front, preparing themselves for their greatest reminder of Love. Footsteps never sounded so beautiful.
I hear them in thousands. Concert time. I get a glimpse of praise and worship in Heaven. Sweet. You hear that Satan? Thousands upon thousands of souls stomping the earth you’ve tainted. We’re here, the saved stampede. Hear the sounds of salvation? It’s kinda too loud to not notice.
I hear them in millions, but these not so audible. These steps are heard around the world, and lives are changed because of them. We run the same race. One goal. I look to my left and I look to my right. Smiling, I see brothers and sisters running this race with arms flailing, staggered, but determined. God, you see this? You called us to these footsteps.
Tripping sucks.
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rainbow after the rain
i feel like i have to do this tumblr thing right the first time, so here’s my attempt. (hehe) i know that i’ll be reading this in the future and i’ll be laughing my esophagus off but here’s my heart right now in a nutshell. life is like a box spoiled chocolate. it sucks. right now it feels like the roof of my heart is caving in on me. trusts have been broken and friendships? going. going. gone. people say that there’s always a rainbow after the rain. that’s exactly what i’m seeing. rain is an understatement of what i’m seeing though. nobody ever told me that i’d have to face roaring thunders too =/ i’m sitting soaked, waiting for this rainbow.
btw. God is that rainbow
