Poetry

I thin Poerty is wonderful. I cant really see a bad side to it. And it is a wonderful exercise of the mind and a great way of expressing one's thoughts. G. K. Chesterton has a cool quot about poets in his book Orthodoxy "The Poet only seeks to get his head in the heavens the logician seeks to get the heavens into his head and it is his head that splits." For me Poetry takes huge amounts of inspiration because I have no skill whatsoever in the field. I've probably written two to three poems and this one is my best. I don't know if I can call it a poem because I don't know the proper rules or edicit of poetry so I don't know if I followed them.

Think what you will, I thought it was cool. Dundundun!!!

Christ Jesus is mighty King
His deeds the Minstrels joyously sing
His realm is fair
His reign is long
Greater than a king of old
His love for man will never grow cold
His will is strong
His mind is keen
His Thorny crown afar is seen
The great and valiant before him seem to be nothing more than wisps of steam
The countless sins of human kinds are forgiven in his kindly eyes

Yet long ago he was taken away to Golgotha on Calvary
There the hosts of evil stood to mock and scorn the trodden Lord
God Almighty upon him laid the eternal sin of Adam's race
Crucified on a blessed tree
The angelic face turned in misery
And holy tears he shed for me

A king who fought a cunning foe
Tall and terrible he could not to be bought
In mercy and grace he sacrificed all
So with courage and hope we might find what we sought

Few now remember
Few tell the tale
Of our unbroken savior
The enemies despair
With no hope of salvation
Or an Easter to come
He put on His armor
Went forth to the war
And died there in valor
With a glimmering helm
And unbroken sword

I lay no claim that this poem or whatever you want to call it is theologically correct.
Now feel free to continue to laugh at my attempt but I thought you might find it thought provoking. The question that came to me after I wrote this was "did Jesus know that he was going to be saved and raised up to the right hand of God after he went to Hell, bearing on his shoulders the entire wait of humanities sin's?" I don't want to do a debate but your opinions if you want to share them would be most interesting, or just say what you thought of the poem, fair or foul I don't care.

Here goes nothing

Well I finally got disciplined enough to start a blog or I was bored and had nothing else to do at 11:00 Friday night. All of you have to tell your friends to tell their friend to tell their friends to come and become followers because the more people I have as followers the more I'll post. I am as anxious as all of you are to see how this thing turns out. Whether enough interesting stuff will happen to be able to keep it going. However that's in the future what matters now is what this post will be about. ummmm..

I suppose I should introduce myself for all of you who dont know me yet. I've never done this before so you'll have to just be a bit bored while your read this.

I am right in the middle of ten children. I have four older brothers and one older sister. Three younger brothers and one younger sister. I'm fourteen and am a Christian. I love tea and chocolate and coffee and music and reading and weaponry and frisbee and cold winter nights and thunder storms and cheese and wine after a tiring day. I decorate my room with my collection of swords and other oddities I have obtained. My music tastes change sporadically from hard rock to easy listening depending on my mood. I like bands like Within Temptation, Hurt, Seether, Breaking Benjamin, Nickleback, Celtic Women, Josh Groban Trans-Siberian Orchestra and alot of other random songs from different soundtracks and random bands. I don't like country, rap or jazz.

I've been drinking/brewing coffee since I was eight and caffeine has ceased to affect me.

I like to read although I don't have much time to do it. I mostly read the classics. When I have a large amount of free time I'll read church history or apologetic. I play frisbee all the time mostly with my family and friends but I've played one season on a real team and will most likely do it again this upcoming year. Schools is horribly annoying and a dreadful nuisance with the exception of Latin which I like. As you probably already figured out my grammar and punctuation is horrible but I don't really care so I will quot an extremely wise man and say "tough beans!!!"

That's pretty much all anyone would want to know about me hope I didn't bore any of you away.


Teaser for my next post: I wrote a poem, no really I actually did and I'll probably post it tomorrow or Monday, its my first one so it doesn't really follow any of the proper rules of poetry but I thought it sounded cool and it seemed to have a good rhythm to it.

Oh and I'll probably post sometime soon about the reason for my ominous and depressing title.