Blessed and Loved

I had forgotten how much I loved writing until I started school yesterday. I have been writing a ton since then. It feels so good!
I have been growing so much lately in my relationship with God. I feel at peace for this brief moment. Life is going well, and I am so blessed to be where I am in this life. I have a wonderful/insane/crazy/fun bunch of friends and an equally wonderful/insane/crazy/fun family, who all love me so much. I go to a wonderful school, with dedicated, caring teachers. I get to worship my Lord and Savior every day, and learn more about Him every day. I am just so incredibly blessed!!
Anyway, I'm gonna go ahead and post a bit of the poetry I've been writing lately.

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Crash and roll, tidewaters flow,
Ripping in and out,
Rushing rapids carve the shore,
Changing rivers' route,

Claps of thunder reverberate,
As ominous dark clouds loom,
Flash of lightning blinds the eye,
But rain fills an empty tomb,

For death has died,
And hold no power,
On purest blood shed,
That holy hour,

For a power far greater,
Than any sea,
Created the greatest,
And the least of these.

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Loving you doesn't mean I won't cry,
It just means when I do, you're by my side,
Loving you doesn't mean it's not hard,
But that you'll hold me close when I'm falling apart,

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I can't help but wonder, every once in awhile,
At this feeling that I get inside every time I see you smile,
I push the thought aside but it comes back around,
As I try so hard to keep my feet on the ground,

Do you know what I'm feeling,
Do you see it in my eyes?
'Cause every time you look at me,
You catch me by surprise,

I can't see what you're thinking,
You're impossible to read,
And it seems with little effort,
You see right through me,

You are honest and straightforward,
Both noble traits indeed,
But I sense beyond the surface,
So much more than I can see,

I don't know where this is going,
Or what God has in store,
But I know I don't have to rush,
For Him to open up a door,

So for now I will be patient,
And we will just stay friends,
Waiting on God's guidance,
I'll be content with where I am.

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When I, in final judgement stand,
What will the measure be,
Of my life - how it was lived,
My standing legacy?

Will I look on with regret,
Of callings unfufilled,
Or will I see that I was true,
In following His Will?

What is it that I leave behind,
As I shed my mortal shell,
What kind of testimony,
Will my short life tell?


One of grace, forgiveness, love,
In imitation of my Lord?
Or one of selfish lust and greed,
In mortal riches hoard,

Now I ponder, Now I choose,
Now, while time have still,
To follow fleshly human wants,
Or commit to God's Will.