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Bruises and Scars

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October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month

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The bruises are gone but the scars remain

She will never look at you the same

You were supposed to be her protector

You were never meant to neglect her

What were you thinking ?

Do you blame it on your drinking?

That’s no excuse , that doesn’t make you a man

Tell me where do you stand?

You think those words won’t leave a mark

Man those go straight to her heart

They leave a scar only she and God can see

Why don’t you just let her go free

Let her learn to spread her wings

Let her learn how much beauty she brings

Would you want your daughter treated like that?

Always flinching, always watching her back

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Man, why can’t you understand?

She was made from God’s own hand

If you keep treating her like that

I know where you will spend eternity at

Daughter, I know you want to scream and shout

On your knees, your prayers, He hears, that I never doubt

Don’t despair

Know someone cares

Daughter, I pray no matter what you go through tonight

You’ll remember the scars Jesus bears so you know there is a light

When the bruises are gone and the scars remain

Daughter I want you to know that He knows your name

He knows your name, He knows your name, He knows your name

October is officially domestic violence month but we don’t hear about it. All we hear in October is breast cancer, a worthy cause to fight also and one that needs to be fought daily as well. We don’t see any football teams wearing purple. It simply isn’t talked about.  Domestic violence is something we need to look at every day, because every day someone you know is the victim of it.  One in three women, one in four men are victims. One of of every fifteen  children are exposed to domestic violence and 90% of these children witness domestic violence a year. Domestic violence is the third leading cause of homelessness in the United States.  Domestic violence costs more than $37 billion a year in law enforcement involvement, legal work, medical and mental health treatment, and lost productivity at companies.

These are reported.  Most domestic violence incidents are NEVER reported.  Speak up, speak out, and make a difference for victims of domestic violence. The time is now to change these facts.

Silenced my Mersi Stone – 

Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus – 

Alyssa Lies by Jason Michael Carroll –  

The Door by JJ Essen – 

Leaving You Behind by Emii – 

Lies and Bruises by Ryan Daniel – 

Luka by Suzanne Vega – 

No More by Kuzie James – 

Voices Carry by Til Tuesday – 

Broken Girl by Matthew West – 

Beautiful by MercyMe – 

God’s Daughter by Son of Adam – 

I Believe You Domestic Abuse and Faith Community –

He Knows My Name by The McRaes – 

He Knows My Name by Francesca Battistelli – 

Way Way Down In The Deep

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Way, way, way down in the deep

Is a monster who is waking from a long sleep

If you are still enough, you can feel a slight breeze

As it slowly unfurls it’s wings

Can you hear the demons sing?

God only knows the horror it will bring

From way, way, way down in the deep

Is a monster who is not afraid of defeat

A monster who believes it can not be beat

Can you feel the electricity in the air?

A monster like this is truly rare

It will tear you apart and not even care

I don’t mean to cause you to panic or for you to fear

But many of you do not believe this monster is near

But it is closer than you think and its goal is clear

Its eyes are open, its wings have unfurled

It doesn’t care if you are a boy or a girl

It only wants to destroy the world

But tonight, I travel and I can not sleep

For way, way, way down in the deep

Is a monster that I seek

I travel to the darkest of places

Looking, searching for the tiniest of traces

Don’t worry, I am not afraid to face it

I feel the wind stir, I can smell the evil

It knows I am coming, it mistakes me as feeble

But God has chosen me to protect his people

I travel deeper into the depths of darkness

This monster thinks I am nothing, that I am harmless

But I won’t leave here without carrying its carcass

From way, way, way down in the deep

I have found this monster I seek

Before it fully wakes, it will die in defeat

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Made For This by Carrolton – 

The Elements by Tobymac – 

Nobody by Casting Crowns – 

This Could Change Everything by Francesca Battistelli – 

Monsters by Shinedown – 

Finish Your Story

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, God can change your life, God's plan, God's time, poems, Poetry, With God anything is possibleLeave a comment

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Reposting this one,  there a too many people that are hurting and depressed right now.  Reach out, speak up. Keep living.

I read through the pages of your book

I get to know you and your every look

I’ve stumbled upon a terrible chapter

One that’s full of hurt and disasters

Some have chosen not to continue to read

They closed the book in your time of need

But I read each and every word

My eyes teared up and the pages blurred

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With each page I prayed you would make it through

Even at your darkest I knew there was a light in you

Another word, another sentence, another paragraph, another page

I couldn’t stop reading because I knew you would find your faith

I was at the end of the chapter and started the next

You made it through the worst but still weren’t at your best

But as I promised, I continued to read

I will hold your hand when you are in need

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You are not alone and the next chapter could be amazing

Thanking God for the trials, his name we will be praising

Right now, I need you to keep writing

This world needs you to keep fighting

Don’t give up, don’t let the dark win

Through the wounds, let the light in

Because I know when I close your book after I read the last page

That after all the ups and downs you didn’t give up and you found your way

I know at the end of your story

We will give God all the glory

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Carry You by Ruelle – 

Beautifully Broken by Plumb – 

Turn It Around by Lincoln Brewster- 

Deep Down (Walk Through The Fire)  by Lincoln Brewster – 

Fighting For You by Tenth Avenue North – 

Winning The War

On By roberthansen1317In Battkes, Christian life, poems, Poetry, Warriors2 Comments
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You may be winning the battle

But you won’t win the war

Our country you’re trying to dismantle

But we’ve been here before

These times have darkened my heart

And they’ve depressed my soul

But I know hope isn’t that far

When I remember love is my goal

Tear me down, beat me up

Keep telling me lies

When you think you’ve done enough

I’ll hold my head high

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In the end I won’t be beat

For now, keep thinking you’ll win

You’ll go down in defeat

Like you’ve done time and time again

Sitting pretty in your castle

That’s me knocking on your door

You can win this battle

But you won’t be winning this war

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Bleed For This by Surrender The Crown –

Sound Of War by Fleurie –

So You Want To Start A War by Klergy w/ Valerie Broussard –

Legends Are Made By Sam Tinnesz –

Legendary by Welshy Arms –

Rise by Valley Of Wolves –

We Could Be The Heroes by Young Summer –

When Legends Rise by Godsmack –

When You’re Afraid To Be Left Alone

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When you’re afraid

to be left alone

When you want to ask for help

But can’t pick up the phone

When you look in the mirror

And the person looking back isn’t you

When you’re so tired

And you don’t know what to do

When you want to scream

But nothing will come out

When you whisper I’m not okay

But all you want to do is shout

When you’re with your friends

And they seem to be enjoying life

When you wonder if they know

All you want to do is die

When you wonder

How much you have left

When you can’t stop

Thinking about death

When you want to be left alone

But know you can’t be

When the darkness

Is all you see

When mom says going to the store

Will you be okay

You answer yes

But really want to say

No, I may not be alive

When you get home

When you really want to say

I’m afraid to be left alone

When the struggle is real

And you don’t know what to do

YOU ARE LOVED, YOU ARE NOT ALONE

LET THAT BE YOUR TRUTH

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Too Young, Too Soon by Matthew West –

Beautiful Anyway by Judah & The Lion-

Dawn by Rebecca St. James –

You Met Me There by Rhett Walker Band –

Alive and Breathing by Matt Maher –

I’m Cheering For You

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Before the last six months, I could’ve told my children been there, done that for everything they go through.  I can not say that anymore. With the school closings, sports cancelled, not hanging out with large groups of friends, riots, protests, etc, I can not say I know what they are feeling deep inside. I can let them know they are loved and I am and always will be there for them which is where this poem comes from.

Lots of songs at the end, maybe you can find one or two to share with your children just to let them know you are there no matter what.

I’m Cheering For You

Standing on the sidelines, holding back the tears

Didn’t win it all, but at least you had next year

At least that’s what we all thought

But you didn’t know that was your last shot

There won’t be any more locker room celebration

I see your anger and your frustration

You were looking forward to a new season

The hits keep coming and you’re taking a beatin’

I want you to know even with no one cheering from the stands

I am here, cheering for you, and I am your biggest fan

It breaks my heart to see yours breaking

All the memories you should be making

But you sit in your room, staring out the window

Feeling like your entire life is in  limbo

Please listen to what I have to say

Do not let these times take your joy away

Do not let them leave a permanent scar

These times do not define who you are

I’m here to listen, to talk

Sit by your side or take a walk

I can give you a hug or just hold your hand

I am here, cheering for you, and I am your biggest fan

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Don’t let your story be ruined by this chapter

It won’t be long until hallways are filled with laughter

And you can hang out with all your friends

Things will be back to normal again

And all this will be a distant memory

But until then, whenever you need me

I will be here, holding out my hand

I am cheering for you and I am your biggest fan

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Ain’t Gonna Give Up by Blue Water Highway-

You Are Loved by Josh Lovelace- 

Always Love You by Tyrone Wells – 

Be Here For You by Sam Tinnesz-

“Til The Blue by Steven Curtis Chapman-

Forever On Your Side by NeedToBreathe- 

Carry On by Young Rising Sons – 

Carry You by Ruelle (feat. Fleurie) –

Pray With You by Mallary Hope-

Don’t Ever Let Em by Fitz & The Tantrums-

You Got This by Love & The Outcome –

I See You by Missio –

I’ll Carry You Home by Trisha Yearwood-

I’m Standing With You by Chrissy Metz-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If Money Grew On Trees

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I was taught from an age that was early

To save for a day that would be rainy

Because money does not grow on trees

Then one night, I started to wonder, to think

After having one or two (or maybe three) drinks

But would our problems become extinct

If money grew on trees

What denomination would they be?

Would all that money really be free?

Would it solve all our problems?

Would it really be that awesome?

What happens when it becomes autumn?

I think more problems it would create

Some would spend more then they would take

From my tree, thus sealing their fate

What happens when the wind blows

My money from my yard to who knows?

Do I collect or shrug and say that’s how it goes?

Will there be a limit on how many trees?

If you have one can I have three

Or would you think I’m full of greed?

What about all the trees on government land?

Could I walk there and grab a quick grand

Or would going there be banned?

Who would be there to guard

If the wind blew that money to my yard?

To give it up would be quite hard

Would it be finders keepers

And losers weepers?

I’m sure there would be lots of cheaters

Back to my statement, if money grew on trees

I really don’t think it would make life easy

Because some would spend so freely

While others would save for the winter

When the money falls and starts to wither

Oh the thought makes me shiver

Can you imagine the thievery there would be?

All because some pockets will always be empty

Not thinking of tomorrow when buying what today is trendy

They watch their 100 inch tv and drive their Lamborghini

But, unfortunately, they will have no food to eat

In those long cold months with no money on trees

And thus the twist in the plot

For those that have and have not

Which brings me back to my original thought

That it must be like some disease

That some people will never be happy

Even if money grew on trees

I must state it as a matter of fact, quite simply

That there are too many who act irresponsibly

Who would still be broke if money grew on trees

I don’t know about you, but for me

For those reasons I truly believe

I prefer just to have leaves on the trees

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For A Boat by Luke Bryan-

Buy Me A Boat by Chris Janson-

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That’s Not My Hometown

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Used to go to the drive-in in my dad’s old truck

Watching from the bed I would press my luck

Hoping to steal a kiss or get to second base

Have to get you home before it got too late

I hear that drive-in’s long been closed

And I’m here stirring up old ghosts

And I wonder what else has changed

And I wonder if anything I remember remains

Then I saw on the news the people gathered in the streets

I close my eyes and bow my head in defeat

As I watch them tear that statue down

And I think that’s not my hometown

Yeah, I remember when that town was full of love

And how before we ate we’d thank God above

And now I watch them burning those buildings down

And I think that’s not my hometown

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It’s been a minute since I went to visit

Wonder if you’re still living in it

It seems like yesterday in my memory

If I never left would there be you and me

Going to church in my Sunday best

And that time I can’t forget

When we drove out to lovers lane

Our first time in the back of my mustang

Man, those are good memories

Man, we used to run those streets

Those same streets now that I see on the news

They say there’s a side and you have to choose

And I watch them tear that statue down

And I think that’s not my hometown

Yeah, I remember when that town was full of love

And before we ate we thanked God above

And I watch them burning those buildings down

And I think that’s not my hometown

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I can’t believe my own eyes

This has to be some kind of lie

I fall to my knees and start to cry

I can’t believe my own eyes

I watch them tear that statue down

And I think that’s not my hometown

And I watch them burning those buildings down

And I think that’s not my hometown

And I think that can’t be my hometown

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Beginning Of The End by Klergy & Valerie Broussard –

The World We Made by Ruelle –

This Place Called USA by Creed Fisher –

Beginning Of The End by All Good Things-

Start A War by Klergy & Valerie Broussard-

Must Have Been The Wind

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Two weeks ago last night

I was awoken from my sleep

I thought I heard a young lady weep

It did not sound like she was alright

I tossed and turned but could sleep no more

The crying coming from the apartment below

She seemed to be in so much sorrow

I walked the steps down, knocked on her door

She opened the door with a hoodie over her head

I told her I was sorry to knock this late at night

But I wanted to ask if she were all right

You see I heard crying and it got me out of bed

She said my ears must be playing tricks

Cause she was really just fine

Maybe I was dreaming this time

I said if she needed to talk I’m right above, in apartment six

She said okay but needed to go back in

She smiled and shut the door

I walked back to my floor

Thinking it must have been the wind

I may look strong on the outside, but inside I'm dying

One week ago last night

As I was sleeping deep

I knew I heard a lady weep

I woke up with quite a fright

I sat and listened, the moon my only  light

I knew it had to be coming from the apartment below

I went downstairs, knocked and said hello

Sorry to disturb you at this time of night

I thought for a minute on what to say

I hope I’m not overreacting

From my heart I’m only asking

Are you really sure you are okay?

She pulled her hoodie a little closer

With a smile she said I’m really fine

Thanks for checking on me another time

As she tried to keep her composure

Maybe you were dreaming or it was the tv

I said okay but if you ever need to talk

Or if you ever just want to take a walk

I’m in apartment six, just come see me

I’ll be here if you ever need a friend

She smiled and shut the door

I walked back to my floor

Thinking it must have been the wind

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Then again, just last night

I heard her crying, then heard a loud crash

I ran downstairs in a mad dash

In my heart, I knew something wasn’t right

I pounded on the door

I begged her to answer, to say something

I yelled to hold on, help is coming

I ran back to my floor

Grabbed my phone and dialed 911

My heart was racing

Time I was chasing

Oh my God, what have you done?

Come on, you said you were fine

Open up so we can talk, please let’s talk

But I knew we would never take that walk

Please, please, it’s not your time

Open up, come on let me in

Tears rolled down my face

As the ambulance took her away

And I knew I would never see her again

Oh God, how I wish it only had been the wind

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Mess Of Me by Citizen Soldier – 

Would Anyone Care by Citizen Soldier –

You Can Come Back From This by Blessid Union Of Souls – 

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A Reason To Fight by Disturbed – 

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Things You Left Behind by Aloe Blacc – 

Will You Remember Who I Am?

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Quotes about Alzheimer's (185 quotes)

For my wife and her mom, and for all the Alzheimer’s patients and their families who can not see each other in these challenging times.

It’s been so long since I saw your face

I wonder if you will remember who I am

I’m stuck here and you’re safe at your place

Questioning how this could be part of God’s plan

I’m kind of frustrated , kind of sad

That this virus has taken away days

Taken away minutes we could’ve had

All my colors have turned to grays

I wonder if you’re scared or lonely

I wonder if you’re happy or depressed

I wonder if you ask, why don’t they visit me?

I wonder if your disease is the same or regressed

I sit in my room and cry alone

Wishing I could have more time

Wondering if all my love I’ve shown

Up this mountain I continue to climb

I scream and I cry, I cry a lot

I punch and throw my pillow

I pray to God for time to stop

I cling to a little bit of hope

Yeah, I’m kind of sad, kind of angry

Wondering when I will see you again

Wondering if somewhere in your memory

Will you remember who I am?

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