Friday, January 21, 2011

AWAKE 1/20/11

the latest poem I write for awake. i'll try to post them each week. 

"Psalm 23:1-3"
by Terri

I used to, roam around in the dark – somewhere between lukewarm and broken words…
I met him one day, listening to him whisper lies into the core of my rib cage
He, kept me engaged on the lies he fed my ears
He was a murderer. A liar of all liars and an enemy to my soul
And the longer i listened to him, the quicker my heart turned to coal, and i began to lose connection with god.
The enemy tried to trap me. I had too much flesh in my system
I couldn’t praise god with my hands even if i wanted to lifte’m
I had no vision. And i was, tired of listening to religion…
I had, deep incisions and i couldn’t see – the filthy life the enemy had for me
I was, strung out on the promises of satan’s deception –
Back-sliding, even though my adolescence was brought up in church…
I thought i was so well-hidden and so well covered that even the finest detectives couldn’t search, me out
I was lured away from my shepherds protection, just enough so the enemy could infect me with his infections
My lips would say, “lord, here’s true repentance,” …but my heart wasn’t feelin’ it
I just kept playin’ game after game and spade after spade until my hands got tired of dealin’ it…
Satan is deceitfully wicked and he wanted me to believe that god never cared
He wanted me to love rejection and to love pain and to live a life scarred and scared
My heart flared up, and i had no clue i was hiding behind liberty
I had no clue i was deceived in this mind that he’d given me
But god, he stood in front of me, and placed my pain on a rock
He took control of a life lost at sea, and brought that ship to the dock
And he restores my soul…
He brings me back from a life of destruction and converts my soul from sin
He rose again, so that i could have newness of life
When my, bones are weary from fainting and ready to die away – he relieves me and refreshes me and comforts me
He restores my soul with new discoveries of his love
With, the promises of his word
With, the peace of his spirit…
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
And though that path may seem rough and rugged to sheep
i’m quick to examine my heart with whatever he’s deciding
I’m quick to give up what i’m believing and start confiding, in him
His paths are not crooked, his roots run deep… deep, deep, so deep
His word is forever etched through the core of my iris
Freeing me from chains and bondage, like paul and silas
Cause, there’s…
No amount of filthiness that’s too dirty
There’s nothing you can do to change his love
there’s nothing you can do to change his gaze
Because no matter what we do, he still gets the praise…

Let your tongue forever bless and glorify his name
Let your life forever increase his reputation and fame

With god, it’s not just about making you clean, its about moving you forward

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

January: The Big Apple

For this new year, I've decided that there will be no limits for my dreams and goals. And for every month of this year, I am going to either do something I've NEVER done before or go somewhere I've never been. And, I plan to blog consistently about my experiences!


This past weekend, I went to New York City for the first time with my sister and some of my dearest friends! I cannot begin to describe the feeling I had when I took my first subway ride or when I saw Times Square for the first time! However, this picture pretty much sums it up!

Words escape me in describing this city! I was in hyper overload! Lol. We tried to do EVERYTHING you could possibly do in two days in NYC. We stood in line at the TKTS booth to buy broadway tickets, saw Blue Man Group, we ate NY Pizza, hotdogs and roasted peanuts, we saw and walked through Central Park, shopped heavily on 5th Avenue (went to Tiffanys, Trump Tower, just to name a few), LOVED the "Fashion District," road subway after subway, saw the original MACY's bldg, took pics under 34th St., went to Rockafeller Center, saw an amazing Cathedral (forgot the name), shopped in China Town and Little Italy, saw the Empire State Bldg, everything that there is to see in Times Square, went to famous restaurants, almost got lost in Queens and stayed at a great hotel near Times Square! I'm pretty sure I've left out a whole bunch of stuff, and I can't post all 500 pictures I took, but here are a few pics to document my time there. So fun!

the architecture of this cathedral was breath-taking

central park

empire state building

fashion district

jumbo tron outside of forever 21. can you see me?

strange statue of liberty guy

me & my sister :)

ny pizza at rays! so good!

the girls

radio city music hall


testing the food on the street :)

in trump towers

times square


After my return from New York, my friends surprised me with a birthday celebration at an art gallery then took me to dinner and a movie in the artsy district of Ghent. I was soooo very surprised (as I would often boast that it is hard to surprise me!) even to the point of tears. I love my friends and am so very grateful for them! This is at dinner: 

So, January has turned out to be a wonderful month of firsts! Looking forward to February!

Monday, January 10, 2011

Meet Claire Culwell

I had the privilege of spending time with Claire Culwell this past November. Claire is an abortion survivor and an a-mazing young woman with an incredible gift. She's a speaker, motivator and she loves deeply. It was a privilege to produce her story, and I loved getting to know her; I hope you do, too.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

“A Sheep’s Psalm”

wrote this for AWAKE's kickoff 1/6/2011

The biggest, baddest dude on the planet is my shepherd
He was. He is. He will forever be
He was. He is. He will forever be
My provider
My leader
My protector
He leads me down a path of righteousness and tends to my heart
In my weakness of mind, He guides me
He’s a watchman, forever dedicated to my life
He holds eternity in the etches of his palm, then sketches the perfect plan for me
Oh Lord, You are my shepherd and I shall not want
It is my assurance that You fail not
You know what I need and You are quick to provide
You influence my surrounds and surround me with safety
Though, sometimes I am timid, fearful - You are strong, courageous
If I back track, You fall back to push me forward
And like a backpack, You carry my burdens and push me toward, Yourself
And, all I have to do... is let you.
See, in order to let You be, I just have to let go of me
You are my shepherd and You abandon not
I could run from Your presence and yet, You follow me
Being a creature of habit, if I get puffed up, You hollow me
You tend to me like rusted silver - worn, but easily restored
You fight for me
And when I stumble in darkness, You light for me
Come close to me. And speak.
The power of Your words are filled with grace, mercy, love and life
Let them, fall on my ears and break my heart
There's something about knowing that You are my shepherd of every second and of every day that causes me to weep
May Your staff guide me and keep me in Your presence and, sweep me away
This is my assurance that You fail not
You are my shepherd and I shall not want