The Price of the Oil

(1/25/12)

People see the outside of the alabaster box, wanting what’s inside

If they only knew the requirements, the bloodshed, the tears cried

The price to carry such a heavy weight calls for much skill

The training starts from the moment we say yes to His will

Yes to be real, yes to reveal your scars that you live with

They show where you’ve been and what you have dealt with

To walk in the shoes of the anointed, you must be prepared for the walk

Because at the end of the day people will know if your lifestyle lined up with your talk

Many don’t see the conditions, they rather have the recognition

Their greatest downfall is they don’t honor God by submission

Praying for situations to move and what’s so strange

God allows things to stay as they are yet, in the midst of it you change

Because life will grab you and take you somewhere you may not want to go

But if the rain didn’t come at some point, how would we grow?

How would we show that in the midst of darkness we can still glow?

How would we know that we can endure in spite of the winds that blow?

The promise doesn’t stop just because we must experience the pit

Trials make us stronger; therefore, we become spiritually fit

God has called each of us for a purpose greater than me or you

So don’t be upset that your size 10 can’t handle a size 2

Remember the commitment made when we said, “Lord, please save me”

The cost of the anointing is a price we pay out daily

Graduation

I often hear people say, “if only these walls could talk”

But I say, “If only you could see where I’ve walked”

Hindsight is 20/20, always perfect vision

In the midst of, however, you wonder about your decision

Mind and heart in division, try to stay focused on the mission

Never thought I’d be in summer school, then again, life is always a class

Always a teacher, always giving a new task

It’s been a long journey, but it’s one I’ve come to appreciate

I bless God that I can proclaim that I can graduate!

Because though I am not where I want to be, I’m no longer where I was…

And if I haven’t learned anything else, I learned about God’s unconditional love

I learned about endurance in this place of making

I understand that in order to be made whole there has to be a breaking

And oh was there a shaking, but God is a keeper

Especially when climbing that mountain it seemed to get steeper

Through the shame and the pain, God I said I’d never complain

And you have given me a rest that falls down like rain

Great is your faithfulness, there is none like You

Who is like our God? To know what I have need of even before I ask You

And so, in this season, you gave me strength to say, “I’m no longer bound by this situation”

The demonstration of the proclamation? The flipside is the graduation!

1 John 1:9

Copyright 2011 A Peace of crySTYLE

"But if we confess our sins to him, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all wickedness." 1 John 1:9 NLT

Lord, I admit, I see the form of godliness

And it’s so obvious to see the change but not be in it

But you said, if any man be in You he is a new creature

However, God I'm flunking this subject; can I have a new teacher?

A makeover of this ugly feature, this thorn in my side

I feel like it could cause me to miss our wedding when you come for your bride

Why won't this flesh surrender and die? Daily it’s my prayer

Seems like when those words leave my lips, they vanish into thin air

Or is this all a part of a greater testimony?

It's not more than I can bear, but still it’s all up on me...

I give a deliverance praise on Sunday yet fighting demons through the week

And I'm trying to hear you; did I miss you? Let me go back and press repeat

Lord, I'm not complete; my spirit is willing but my flesh is so weak

I want to walk in your direction, so forgive my disobedient feet

I feel like my flesh, Cain, is killing my spirit, Abel

Is this 911? Yes, put me on the operating table

With extreme urgency; I need emergency surgery

The thorn on that right side; yeah doc, constantly hurting me

You knew I would go through this before I was in my mother's thought

The blood of your Son is my bail, because He knew I'd get caught

Did you say this battle has been fought? And ends in victory?...

Romans 8 must be my weapon you selected for me

So, if you knew the plans you had for me before I was in my mother's womb

This flesh needs to die but won't stay in its tomb!

The lump under the rug gets larger, because I keep sweeping with this broom

But you have the power to cleanse and take away residue; where's your vacuum?

Pinch me, do something so I can wake up from this nightmare

Or is this a dream and reality is just unaware?

I feel like David, learning how to trust you when I go through these spurts

Then sometimes I feel like Job, cursing the day of my birth

My heart is yours, now if we can just work on this mind

I'm coming out of this; I can just see the finish line

Guard my heart and mind like a person with an entourage

And cover me like an expensive car that never comes out the garage

If my eyes are conflicting my witness, give me a blindfold

If my legs are running to the wrong business, then close the store

Keep me Lord, keep me; help me Lord, Jesus

Being broken whole means admitting that I'm actually in pieces...

Meet My God

Doubt. Meet my God. You should start to fear Him

Because there's something about the amount of power I have when near Him

You must not recognize Him because you keep coming to me

My faith can easily erase you so that I can be free

But see, I let you stay too long; you made my life your home

And you tried to kick my faith out...

So now that you have met my God, good-bye doubt

Worry. Meet my God. You and doubt tried to double team

At times you succeeded to remove my dream

When faith tried to come, you brought up all these questions

In the times I wanted gain strength; you changed my direction

But faith is, faith was and faith is going to be

Whatever you had planned isn't going to destroy me

So now that you have met my God, good-bye worry…

Past. Meet my God. You keep coming around wanting to resurface

Because you know that if you come forward, I back down from my purpose

God has forgiven me but you kept me from forgiving myself

I've gotten rid of doubt and worry, so you're the next step

I put my faith in God for He is my help

Everything that has happened to hurt me, wasn't meant to last

So now that you have met my God, I say good-bye to my past!

1000 Apologies

My deepest apology; logically it doesn't make sense to me
They're mad at me, its sad to see people hating me
I'm trying to see, but He's blinding me from the enemy
Softly killing me, spilling me, shielding me
Feelings we don't wanna talk about
Salvation we don't wanna walk it out
Authority we hold it in our mouth
Deliverance is going south
You hear whispers but I'm trying to shout
People asking what are you talking about
You walk on concrete but I'm on a cloud
Christians being quiet but I'm being loud
Saying we love God but living foul
Used our 3 strikes, God could've said, "You're out."
God is my navigation system to take a new route
My apologies... I know you don't understand where I'm going
But poetry is my stream of water; I go where its flowing
Do you forgive me? 

Random

I told myself that I wouldn't be the fish that takes the bait

I should've seen the warning that I would be cooked because I saw the plate

But my eyes tricked me into believing that I didn't have to wait

And now I'm playing the scene over and over again; what a mistake

I thought I was strong enough to hold that much weight

It's like eating vegetables for months then suddenly eating steak

What I thought was real turned out to be real fake

Going fast, tried to slow down; but yet I had no brakes

Perhaps I can start over; make a clean slate

The only problem is, it's already done so I'm too late

What I'm talking about spreads at an alarming rate

It can be very sneaky and deceitful like a snake

You see my sins were stacking up leaves being raked

Sin played me like a king trying to beat an Ace

It may taste good like drinking a chocolate shake

But let me tell you, the only thing you'll have is a bad stomachache

Thank God for Jesus because He knew the lives sin would take

So Christ took the cross, when I should've took the stake

When I was deep in sin like the bottom of the lake

Jesus saved & covered me, and told the enemy he couldn't cross the tape

But at times I wanted things my way like Frank

I thought I could beat the destruction but my life was a tank

I was out of control; I liked what I ate

When I completely gave my life away, I could no longer participate

Instead of going in circles like the figure eight

I choose to rep Christ and continue to make His name great

The wages of sin is death and I don't want that fate

So I urge you to go from death to life for Christ's sake