God is With Us.

Lets take on the world
and see what it throws back at us
Throw caution to the wind
forget all our sins and live!

God has picked us out and given us this mission
lets take the task and run with it

THIS IS LIFE!
Living full out arms out,
flying falling into the sky
THIS IS LIFE!
Giving up our selfish whims
and giving in to truth
this is life!
THIS IS LIFE!!!

Lets Take up arms
and face the armies against us
We can do this.
Emmanuel.

Good God, You still get us home!

"17Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!" 2 Corinthians 5:17

My ex/Best friend came to Christ today! This is the verse that came to mind for him. He's saying things I'd never imagine him saying.
I could never have seen this coming, but thats the way God works. He loves to smack us in the face with the most wonderful surprising things.

Boy, did this smack me hard! I was bawling and shaking, now I am smiling my head off. Sometimes God does Christmas early :D

He tripped on Triple X's

This is dedicated to the guys I love, and to XXXchurch. It hurts to be on the other side of the porn thing, not the girl in the porn, but the one who has to watch you get sucked in.
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Trembling hands with trembling fingers
Reaching up, her arms outspread
Oh god please help me. my god! please help me!
Silent prayers in her head.

Muscles tighten, teeth clench to keep the screams inside
From the pain, the hurt, not just her own
Running, wondering where to hide
From the monster in her home.

Invisible to the naked eye,
Computer screens let it inside,
Only the careful see,
The poison monster as it creeps.

The death to spirit, blood and bone,
Silently invades the home.
There's nothing that the girl can do
To kill the death that's captured you.

Daybreak.

I will trust you oh god, to direct my path.
I will follow you oh god, no matter what the cost.
I will give myself over to you Oh My god,because as high as the skies are over the earth, so are your ways higher than mine.

These are the cries of my heart, Father!
Hear me sing your praises!
Because even in my trouble YOU are there!
Even in my sickness, YOU are there!
You are holy, God.
I am lowly.

I will decrease so you can increase!

Father, savior, redeemer, provider!
You are.
Lowly, Shameful and broken!
I am!

Change me to be the person you've called me to be.
May the word of my lips and the thoughts of my mind be subject to your will.
If I go against what you would have me do, draw me back and I will come.
Oh my god, I am yours.
Here in this moment, I am yours.
From this day on, Jesus, I am yours.

Never.

WHY AM I NEVER THE ONE?

why am I always second choice, second best?
the one NO ONE WANTS.

Am I so repulsive, that no one looks at me and sees someone worth loving?
Am I so odd, that I'm meant to be alone?

Am I such a loser, that I can't win for losing?

Strange...

I am Sick, and I'm broken.
Hopes up, smashed down.
Hit the ground and flew to pieces
-with a strange intensity.

Its not that I'm in love with you, I just liked you a whole flippen lot.
You're still awesome, anyway.

To Get Out Alive.

It doesn't take much for me to find some inspiration.

I was just standing in the kitchen doing dishes and a quote came to me... its from my favorite artist, Eric Timm.
Roughly paraphrased (because I have a crappy memory) he said " Don't confuse God with Man's shortcomings."

It seems like not matter how hard we try, those of us who are christians are always stuffed into the box of " Well, this is what one christian did to me so you are all that way". And being as young as I am, I have to deal with that a lot. I have been expected to defend my faith against onslaughts from teachers, the usual teasing and such from classmates. Things like that make me feel so young in my faith (which I am, I'm just a baby. I walked for a while, but then I fell, crawled and now I am back to taking my first wobbly steps on my new feet). I am expected to make amends for things I haven't done and can not make up for. And anyone who knows me knows that when I get put on the spot, I lose my guts and end up flustered and not saying what I want to.

The one thing that people need to realize about christians is that we are still human. We can try all we want to put up the front of being perfect, having it all together and having all the answers. But the real deal is that NONE OF US, not a single christian living today has it all together. We are a broken people. Thats the plain and simple truth.

The thing with having a relationship with Christ ( I don't use the term Christianity. it is impersonal.) is that by accepting Him, you are accepting that you are broken, needy and wanting. You accept that you have faults and you fall, and then God helps you get through it. Getting through stuff, THAT is real life. Without God, its very hard to come by. You can't blame your problems (or other people's problems with you) on God, but you CAN find relief and forgiveness from current problems or past mistakes in Him. My point: GOD IS NOT A "GET OUT OF JAIL FREE" CARD. He IS however the key to getting out whole and alive.

Fragility

I'm so fragile.
one touch and I fall to pieces,
One mis-step and I snap in two.
Its hard for me to admit it.
I am susceptible to so many things.

One of these things that gets me is embarrassment and the anger that results from it. Its something I can't quite control, the way I let things get to me. Today this kid in a class I'm in pointed out in a rude way that my pants were slipping in the back and called it and me "disgusting"( it WAS only my back. and I doubt he saw much of that even...) and then went on a war path to completely tick me off (That was what he was doing, hes like that). I went off on him for it, but apparently I handled it well and didn't get myself in trouble. The teacher herself told me I handled it so well she didn't need to intervene.
Today was his lucky day.
Usually, I fly off the handle and yell and scream ( and occasionally throw things,if I am angry enough.haha, just kidding guys!mostly...) But this one time, with this one intentionally aggravating guy, I didn't and I don't understand it. I don't even TALK to this guy, why should I show HIM, of all people, mercy?

I don't understand myself sometimes...

The Battle of I AM and who I am.

I am.
I am liar.
I am a hypocrite.
I am my own pet cause.
I am a living contradiction.
I am a punk in prep's clothing.
I am a captive to my addictions.
I am a fighter, rather than a lover.
I am plagued by bad decisions and missed goals.
I am one who strives for perfection, but falls short.

I AM.
Therefore I live and breathe.
I am the one who releases you from your captivity.
How could I be free?
I am your solution.
That's possible?
I am the one who loves you more than you can fathom.
What could I do to deserve this?
I am your warrior.
My fighting is over.
I am your truth.
My lies are dead and gone.
I am your perfection.
This brokenness is how I am made whole.
I am your protector.
I'm safe here.
I am the one who conquered hell for you.
This is what true life is like.
I AM YOUR GOD.
I am so in love with you.

Broken

Inspired by reading replies to a " To Write Love On Her Arms" bulletein

Is this solace?
Is this peace?
In this space between the open sides of this cut, this gash dug by some inhuman creature... Is peace there?
Is this relief?
Is this what escape is supposed to feel like?
I don't really know anymore. Its been so long since I felt I could forget my pain, my struggles, without carving a mark into my skin.
This blade was supposed to be my glue, supposed to be my needle and thread to sew the shell of myself back into something that resembles a human being.
It was supposed to fill in the holes that I couldn't dig myself out of.
It hasn't killed me, so if its like everyone says, shouldn't I be stronger?
Shouldn't I be the one in control, instead of the blade?
Shouldn't I be happier?

Faulty glue, frayed thread, broken needle.
I'm still so broken...

About this blog

Hey people,
My name is Gabrielle (or Gabi) and If you're here, you've most likely been linked here from my Myspace, Facebook, or my art site over at Deviantart.com.
I am new to the whole blogging thing, so bear with me if I don't post a ton. Odds are, I won't have many readers, but I'll apologize in advance anyway XD
This will mainly be my place to post my poetry, maybe works-in-progresses of my art. If I ever get the urge to write something or need a place to throw a link or a video, this will be the place.

About the Title of the blog,
I was stumped about what to title it, so I looked at the lyrics of the song I originally took my name from (supersonic by Family Force 5) but didn't really find anything. Then I went and looked up the meaning of "supersonic" which is when something goes faster than the speed of sound (mach 1) and thus, the title. If you listen to the Family Force 5 song, You might get why I picked it. Its just such a fun song... There is no deep reasoning for the title XD

but anyway,I'm gonna try to post something good here this week.