Law and the Lord

I Fought the Lord and the Lord One

I’m still gonna love you
I’m still gonna chase you
I’m still gonna seek your face (you face)

Arose in the night
To cross over the ford
Left alone to fight
What must have been my Lord

I’m not sorry to struggle
I must persevere
I’m willing to suffer
So long as you are here

Wrestled til’ daybreak
But neither was broken
A hip out of place
But I’m still outspoken

I won’t let go till you bless me
I won’t let go till you bless me
I won’t let go cause
You’ve chosen to test me
I can’t let go when you’ve chosen to love me

Tell me your name
So I know who you are
I feel know shame
For I fought so hard

I’ve seen Your face
And I am preserved
In the midst of this race
I got what’s deserved

Limp on my hip
Is how I remember the Lord
I’ve gotten a grip
On adhering to His word
(on hearing His word)

I’m still gonna love you
I’m still gonna chase you
I’m still gonna seek your face (your face)




Kristine this one isn't done

Garage

Garage
By Jimmy Passaro

It was never necessary to have a garage
the cars were always parked on the lawn
a poor attempt at being flashy or a
proud declaration of being trashy, in either case
the garage was as empty as your heart
you cared too much or you didn’t care at all
or it depended on the days

your neighbor was a cornfield
which neither awed over
nor complained about
the shingles falling from the house
that would be devoured on impact
by the weeds surrounding

I never understood the extravagant block parties
yet, still people came
mileage never seemed to be an issue
and you bred cows
but never used their milk or meat
cows aren’t pets
companionship comes in different facets

So far secluded, yet so desperate for human interaction,
such inconsistencies would place a city boy on a farm.
The two hour commute never made much sense either.
“But God is in that field,” you’d say, which was funny.

When I’d park on the side of the road,
at night I’d go into that field
and be more lost than before I entered.
I’d always wait until morning to get out…
Because that’s when I waited to cry for help
you always heard
and found me so quickly
never asking why I was there.
Lock-jawed
as we walked back to the house
clinging to each others cognition
I wished I never took the walk back; but I owed you my footsteps
and I’d always be the first to crack and ask how you found me so fast,
and you were never inconsistent with your answers

“God is in that field,” you’d say,
But this time you added something
“And my garage isn’t as empty as you might think.”

Learning Lessons

One Day I’ll Learn to Pray Without Doubt

Ask and it shall be given
Seek and you shall find
Knock and it will be opened
Are you absolutely of your mind?
Because I ask and am denied
And I seek and I go blind
I knock and the door opens
And then it’s slammed a second time
But I guess these are your answers
Or I’m asking the wrong questions
Because you keep saying no
And I keep going in different directions
Because what I find I don’t like
But what I don’t like is just fine
And even though I don’t understand
I know you’ve freely given
You gave the gift of a dead man
A dead man who has risen
Just when I thought nothing
was given unto me
He reminds of the salvation
That I received for free
Thank you for your love oh Lord
Thanks for your compassion
Thank you for mercy and justice
All of which you don’t ration
Amen!

If I typed my Life on the Internet

If I Put My Life on Paper

If I put my life on paper
I wouldn’t see much at all
If I read my story to the world
They wouldn’t be impressed
If I relived my worst moments
I’d see myself amidst a fall
If I kept constant hold of my saving grace
I’d know I’m truly blessed

If I put my life on paper
It would be worth nothing
It wouldn’t matter in the least
It wouldn’t be held in high regard
Because giving up was never hard
If I put my life on paper
I could crumple it up and throw it away
I could light it on fire
It wouldn’t esteem me any higher

But If He put it in His Book
It would count for something
It would count for eternity
Within that book would be
The greatest love story
That the world could ever here
If it opened up it’s ear
To the trumpet of Zion
To the bells in Bethlehem
To the day the Lord was born
To the day His flesh was torn
To when He nailed our sins to the cross
And resurrected all for us

And If I put my life on paper
You know it wouldn’t take much
Just being willing to be touched
By the Lord of Hosts
Who matters most

If I put my life on paper
It would be a waste of time
Because He could write the words
And my life would be perfectly fine
Cause I’d rely on Jesus
The only one that frees us
From the battle with our flesh
Through You we are truly blessed

If I put my life on paper
Could anyone read it aloud
With the passion I’ve not yet found
If I put my life on paper
Would I have surrendered it all
And have answered His call
Would I be put at ease
And hear “With you I am well pleased
Enter in good and faithful servant”
You heart was truly fervent
For the One who loved you more
Let me show you to the door
Because your life has been signed
By Jesus’ blood
Now your marked with love
And you will endure
In Heaven forevermore
In the Presence of the Lord
And your life is in His book
Your faith in Him was it all it took
Eternally marked with a seal
An ever-burning zeal
A passion that is real
Thank you Lord for your grace
I’m left speechless by your face
I’m left speechless by your face

Total Opposites But We'll See

Mistake Churches for Bars

I mistake angels for cars
I mistake churches for bars
The headlights are blinding
Seems like bad timing
But it’s His time not ours

I mistake churches for bars
I mistake angels for cars
And maybe I’m just to naïve
Or maybe I’m too drunk to leave
But no that’s not the case
And it’s all such a waste of my time
I could be depressive
Or passive aggressive
I’m searching for fellowship
I’m seeking my God
I’m making excuses
And He sees through my façade

I miss take God’s words for my own
I mistake the Truth for the unknown
Couldn’t you be a little clearer
Now that I’m drawing nearer
Or am I just all alone?

The last thing I need
Is to push myself away
Lord this seed
Must grow today
And I want to love you
Like Jesus showed His love
Because I have the right to
Granted by God above
So Lord be in my heart
Though it is so dark
Please let me take part
In you lighting the spark


I mistake signs as reasons to disbelieve
I mistake altar calls as a reason to leave
You know my deepest hearts desire
It’s you in the center of the fire
Is my heart really willing to receive?

Not because I don’t believe
But I just want to leave
Because no one is seeking
We’re all here just meeting
Being fake in religion
caught up in tradition
whatever happened to the commission
so great in thy tradition
I don’t want to be lonely
But only if only
We all knew the fullness of love
But when push comes to shove
I feel so inadequate
And I can’t snap out of it

I mistake angels for cars
I mistake churches for bars
The headlights are blinding
Seems like bad timing
But it’s His time not ours

And we are all wanting a fill
But we have chosen the thrill
Thanks be to grace
Because we’re all forgiven
And I’m seeking your face
But am I truly living
Will this body be drunk in the Spirit?
Does anyone hear it?
Or do we worship from distance?
Is there still resistance?
But I’m wanting all of you
Including what I don’t comprehend
When it comes to what’s true
It seems the there is no end.

I see the angels coming near
The church is seeing clear
And the Lord’s light is shining
It was all in his timing
And now this unending love is here