Could He Be the One

This is a very old poem, I wrote in high school. But I came across it and after I stopped laughing I knew I just had to share it. I hope you get a laugh out of my teenage infatuation. :)

Could He Be the One?

When I see him a shiver runs up my arm

As I look at him I forget to breath

He’s not the one for me, I don’t like him

He is forgetful and inconsiderate

But that is not his fault he is a boy

He’s not the one for me, I don’t like him

When he says prayers I know he is sincere

He has the power of god at his fingertips I know he believes

He’s not the one for me, I don’t like him

He is popular with the world

But he stands up for his standards

He’s not the one for me, I don’t like him

On a scale of 1 to 10 he is…gorgeous

His eyes a tempest on the sea

He’s not the one for me, I don’t like him

He never looks at me, just through me

He only argues with me, never really talks to me

He’s not the one for me, I don’t like him

Spiritual as a giant, he knows all the answers

The mantle of leadership bears well on his shoulders

He can’t be the one for me, I don’t like him

He teases me where it hurts most

Does that mean he knows me best?

He can’t be the one for me

I wonder what it would be like to be held in those strong arms

Caressed by those gentle hands

He’s not supposed to be the one for me

I can’t stop thinking about him

I think I want him to think about me

Could he be the one for me?

August 5, 2010

Mirage Of Life

This is one of my favorite poems. It took me a long time to think up the imagery for each couplet, but I am quite pleased with the symbolism and meaning of it. I hope you enjoy reading and rereading this thoughtful commentary on life. 

Mirage Of Life

Frolicking in the valley

Of innocence

Wandering through the meadow

Of confusion

Skipping on the path

Of fun

Slowly entering the gulf

Of despair

Climbing over the wall

Of regret

Pondering at the pool

Of decisions

Pausing in the orchard

Of adolescence

Sliding into the pit

Of negative thoughts

Gazing across the sea

Of magic

Fighting against the rosebush

Of love

Lost in the maze

Of jealousy

Succumbing to the river

Of emotions

Breathing in the aroma

Of maturity

Marching over the bridge

Of sacrifice

Conquering the mirage

Of life

October 30, 2009

He LIVES

This is a poem I wrote for Easter in 2011. I read it in Bethany, Israel the Monday after Easter this year. I love this poem I really feel like it explains my testimony of the Savior. I hope you like it. 

He LIVES

I want this poem to flow

Smoothly and graciously the words running together

To form a lyrical melody

A song for my Savior

My brother and redeemer

The man whose body was beaten

And broken, bruised and worn

To pay for a debt I had naively incurred

The child who never whined or complained

Who never did any wrong at all

So I could.

He was perfect so I could be a sinner

He chose the right so I could make mistakes

He walked on water so I could climb out of the pit

He died so I could live

He carried my burden because I couldn’t

He paid for my sins because I couldn’t bear the weight

The holy Messiah lived a life

I could never hope to achieve

Christ surrendered to mortality

Allowed mortal men to break His house of clay

How could a king let holes be stamped into His hands?

How did Jesus hold the world on His shoulders?

How did He bear all the sins of mankind?

I know not how, but I do know that He did

I know my Savior suffered for me

I know He died for me

But most of all I know He LIVES for me.

These words may not be sung by nations across the sea,

Or placed in a book for all to marvel over

This might not be the most glorious praise to Him

It might not be the greatest gift He receives

But it is the greatest praise I can give

It is the gift I lay at His feet

The poem engraved on my heart

For all to see

HE LIVES!

April 24, 2011

Star in His Kingdom

I wrote this piece while studying in Israel. I memorized and performed it at the Jerusalem Center's Winter 2014 Formal Talent Show. I love the symbolism that stars invoke. Remember you will always be a star in the Father's kingdom.   

Star in His Kingdom

I am a star in His kingdom. As a star I am part of His glorious creation. Though you cannot number the stars in the heavens each is distinct and individual, just as each of the Father’s children are unique and individual in a very on purpose sort of way. The Father doesn't make mistakes so don’t you dare, don’t you dare believe that you are one. He created me, and named me a masterpiece so I know I am exactly who He wanted me to be. I am a star in His kingdom.

Stars go through many stages and cycles, such as humans. A newborn star has so much potential, and I feel at this moment I have finally come alive. I am reborn this day, I know who I am and for what purpose I was formed. I am a star! in His kingdom.

A star’s potential is that of life. One day I will have my own solar system, and on one of those planets life will reside. I have the potential to create and sustain life. The Father created me for this purpose. I am a star in His kingdom. I have the glories of the heavens within me. And I can’t wait to let them out.

            I have a light I must bring to the world a light I cannot hide. Nor would I dare want to. Stars shine with a light from within. I have the light of Christ inside, which is what shines forth in me. Galaxies farther than I can comprehend will see my light and feel my influence. That is a responsibility I am not willing to shirk. I am a star in His kingdom. That is a privilege I am not willing to let go of. For what is a star that dies, but a destructive force to everything around it. I cannot create life if I do not shine. I cannot sustain that life if I do not shine brighter than the darkness.

            I am a star in His kingdom. I was created with a purpose. He knows me. He has numbered us all. He knows each star that has drifted or dimmed. He is calling you back. Take up your role as a light to the worlds, worlds without end. You are a star in His kingdom.

January 18, 2014