desires

There are a few things I really want to happen soon in my life. One would be a husband, and another would be to see God come in His glory. Sometimes it seems like neither of those things will ever happen... Beth

The Memory Of Trees

So Enya has this album called "The Memory Of Trees", and I was listening to it and wondering what trees would remember if they could think and feel,  see, smell, and hear.  I imagined them waking up from an enchanted slumber, and stretching limb and leaf toward the sky.  Feeling  the sun, they'd think, "What is that warmth on my leaves?  Oh, sun, I remember!"  They'd wiggle their roots in the cool, hard dirt, deep below the grass.  They'd say, "What's that I hear?  Birds!  Water!  I remember.. I remember!"  So, while I was listening to Enya, I decided to write a poem; a poem about 'The Memory of Trees...'

Sun and rain, wind and snow

In the memory of trees

Long green grass grows far below

Branches moved by breeze

Flood and drought, fire and storm

Did these old boughs mar

These trees with time and trials formed

Lithe and strong, yet scarred

Branches stretching to the sky

Reaching for the sun

While far below the soil lie

Roots entwined as one

Birds on limbs and branches nest

Bees in hives abide

Squirrels in nooks and crannies rest

Hiding nuts inside

Hunts and wars, and lovers' trysts

Encounters more than these

From lifetimes past, do still exist

In the memory of trees


Beth

Fade Away

I close my eyes, and I see you standing before me.
I reach out my hand to touch you. Eyes and fingers trace every detail of your face, yet somehow, you remain a mystery.
We embrace; bodies together as one, cheek on cheek. My arms encircle your neck, and yours about my waist, yet I feel no warmth. I feel nothing but longing.
You smile tenderly on me. I wonder, who are you? You are an enigma. So close I can almost touch you, but too far away to know you.
My eyes open; you fade away like a memory.

La'el

Daydreaming... Again...

Ah, if only I had the ability to make my daydreams come true...
So the other day I was putting on my makeup, and started thinking about what it would be like if I were going to the Grammys, or the Emmys, or the Golden Globes...  If I were rich and famous... a celebrity...  I'd set up something; maybe have someone I trust in a few cities I visit give me the name of a girl who is perhaps at a disadvantage somehow; poor, picked on, low self-esteem, terminal illness possibly... Someone who would really enjoy getting dressed up and treated like a princess for a day, but not ever getting the chance to.  I'd take that girl, buy her a gown, get her hair and makeup professionally done, maybe a mani and pedi as well...  And I'd take her down the red carpet with me.  I figure once you've been to one or two of those things they'd get kinda boring, like they're all the same... maybe I'm wrong.  But anyway, it would always be new this way, because this girl with me would be excited and seeing it through new eyes...  And it would be a great time...  And that's my daydream.  And if anyone reads this and thinks I'm silly, please don't say so...  Because I like to dream.  And that's all this one will ever be... A dream; a nice thought.
La'el

All Of You

So, for the longest time I wasn't sure if I wanted to post this song that I wrote, because I thought that some people may get offended, but then I remembered that pretty much nobody reads my blog anyway, so I decided to post it.
I was in bed one night thinking about how we as human beings, and even as Christians, hurt God, mostly without even knowing. We grieve his Spirit when we put other things ahead of Him in our lives, or have the wrong attitudes or motives, or just don't do things we know are right. And even though He forgives us readily, we still need to repent of the things we do regularly, if we ever plan on changing for the better. To repent simply means to change your mind about and turn away from something. I think so often, Christians stereotypically have this mindset that no matter what we do, its ok, because God forgives us. So therefore, its ok to do anything. And that's a wrong mindset according to the Bible. And we need to continually turn away from and change our mindset about things that aren't of God. And of course He's always there to help us, but its our choice. Its our decision. Christianity isn't about seeing how close we can get to that perverbial 'line' before we cross it, but seeing how close we can get to Jesus!
Anyway, I was lying in bed thinking about all this, and this song came to me...

Why do you run away from me, Though I love you so?
Why do you turn away from me, though I've done so much for you?
Yes, I've been so good to you.

Why do you grieve my Spirit so, with the things that you do
Why do you keep on doing the things that keep me away from you?
That keep me away from you

I want you to know me as I know you, completely and intimately
I want you to love me with a heart that's true
I don't want just a part, I want all of you

Why do you hide your face in shame, and try to disguise your sin?
Choose to repent and turn away. Don't you know what I've done for you?
Just accept what I've done for you.

I want you to know me as I know you, completely and intimately
I want you to love me with a heart that's true
I don't want just a part
I want you to want me in all you do, no matter how small things may seem
I want you to feel me always with you
I don't want just a part, I want all of you



Beth

The Minstrel

This was a 30-minute challenge given to me by a wonderful lady and amazing songwriter named Jane Eamon at a songwriting workshop I recently attended. The goal was to write a story song about a fairytale, using just verses in the same meter. I made up my own fairytale based on another person attending the workshop. This was the result after 30 minutes. Dedicated to Bob. :)

"The Minstrel"
Once upon a time not long ago, in a land not far away
Was a minstrel who would never write a song that was cliche.
He'd sit and ponder till he could find exactly the right words
So that he could write amazing songs like no-one's ever heard.

One fine day he organized a songwriting workshop
And people came from miles around to hear this lady talk.
When they found she was a fairy song-mother, they all cried out with glee
And all at once they asked, 'do you have some advice for me?'

She turned, and to the minstrel said, 'sir, I would like you
To write a song full of cliches, with a twang of country too.'
At this, he cringed, and then he frowned, and finally he sighed.
He shook his head to clear his mind, and said 'for you, I'll try.'

So he took his pen and paper and jotted down some notes
And this country song full of cliches was the best he ever wrote!
Now he sings his songs to many fans all across the land
And he travels not all alone, but with his country band.

The Day We Meet

I wrote this song about the day I meet my future husband...
November 15th, 2009

If I could see your face right now,
I wonder what I'd say
Would I confess undying love,
Or would I run away?
I'm waiting for the day we meet
I'm hoping that I'll know
That the two of us were meant to be
I'll feel it in my soul.

I will wait patiently
For you to come and be with me
But I long for the day we meet

If I could hear your voice right now
I wonder what I'd hear
Would you say you don't want to live your life
Without me near?
Maybe I already know you
Only as a friend
One day we might just wake up
And see love around the bend.

So I will wait patiently
For you to come and be with me
But I long for the day we meet.