Love like God

It is not about whether he loves you or she loves you or even just love. Love is easy, we were created to love and be loved. But love has become perverted by our sin. Are we loving as God does? We can not love in the entirety or with the depth that He does but we were created to love Like He does. Do you love your boyfriend or girlfriend, husband OE wife like Christ loves? Are you loved by your other like God loves you? That is love. Everything else is a shadow or perversion of the real thing.
- Jonathan Gomez

Thank you Jesus

This is a break from the normal poetry.
I just have to say that I seem to have learned a lot so far in 2013. Reading the posts from times before I realize that I just didn't get it. Not saying that I do now but seriously?! I had no Idea what love really was.......Ok I did but not the kind of love that I was seeking and seeking to give. I am still learning but I am not learning from my own feelings or from a woman. Mind you I am realizing a lot from the love I have for a woman but I am not learning love from that I can only see it. I learned and am learning it from God and the way He loves us and the way that Jesus loves us. If the love between a man and a woman is not like that between God and us (Not the same as. We can not love the same that God loves but we can try to and can love like or similarly to the way God loves.) then it is not the way that it should be.

God calls men to love his wife as Christ loves the church and gave himself up for her. It is a self sacrificing love for her glory and salvation. Jesus came to save and to serve and to love. God pursues us all through scripture as we need to pursue our wife not just to make her our wife but to keep her and make her feel wanted and needed and Romances. The bible is a love letter to all of humanity. It is filled with Gods love, romance, adventure, humor, beauty, strength, Masculinity and Femininity. If we are to understand love we need to be looking to the expert. Not our own desires. Seek Him and you will find it. Seek a man or a woman or things and they will always elude. Seek God and He will add these things to you.

Thank you Jesus

I will not wait

I will not wait and sit idly by
As you pass through this world by and by
As you live and build your life
As you hide from and prepare for love
Some might wait for you to conquer your fear
Or wait as you build a career
Boys sit by and hope for a chance
Hoping you pick them with lust their eyes burn
I will not wait and sit idly by
Like those without heart and whose metal goes untested
Cowards stand by and wait to be given that which is unearned
I will not wait an sit idly by
I will fight!
With every flower and every kiss
Every look and every touch
Every date and every call
Every day and every hour
I fight for you
I fight your your love
That of my love
I will not wait
I will fight
Fight for the one I would make my queen

Why I look at you

You ask me "What?"
I say "Nothing"
In a moment of weakness I do not tell the truth
I am looking at you
Yo know that I am
 Deep down in side you wonder why
Even deeper still you have hope
that you are beautiful as you long to be
The image of Gods beauty
In all of creation you are his masterpeice
we watch the sunset and then the sunrise
all of the beautiful colors painted in the sky
the leaves that were green turn yellow and orange
flowers start blooming, a color collage
still as we watch them we talk of the beauty
we never wonder why we are looking
but before my eyes you sit a wonder
in natures company you do defy
a more radiant and mysterious beauty
woman I find
The moon and stars and sunset skies are found in your eyes
the petals of roses lay in your cheeks
 the softness of lilies does you skin defy
fields of wheat and valleys of trees are like the flowing hair but not so fine
every day the morning sun shall rise to give light for our eyes
but not hope like the shine of your smile
rivers flow graceful and tight but still the form of your body brings more delight
your heart burns true, more than the most brilliant of flames
more precious than gold mor brilliant than silver
stronger than diamonds and more beautiful too
you sit there and ask me why I am looking at you
It is because you are beautiful
more than I can ever explain

When You Can't feel the Music Anymore

Just another man who works hard in his boots

I go to church and I know Jesus more than most

I've felt heartache, hunger and a lot of pain

I carry my gun, sleep in the sand and cry when my buddies fall

So that my family can sleep sound tonight

Chorus

What do you do when the music has no melody

What do you do when the songs have lost their soul

You listen to them and sometimes sing along

But these songs I know so well mean so little to me

I used to sing and smile and cry to their heartfelt melody

So what do you do when you don't feel the music anymore?

I go back home to mountains I've missed so long

To hugs and kisses from loved ones I ain't seen it's been too long

I smile and tell them that I'm alright

I tell of my good times and cool things I've seen

 I listen to stories of the things that haven't changed

They don't know the things I've done or terror that I have seen

I keep it locked away with feelings that used to be

Chorus

What do you do when the music has no melody

What do you do when the songs have lost their soul

You listen to them and sometimes sing along

But these songs I know so well mean so little to me

I used to sing and smile and cry to their heartfelt melody

So what do you do when you don't feel the music anymore?

I'm far away now with my family dressed in green

A bond unbroken and love unseen

A song comes on the radio it makes me think of home

And I feel nothing It's the dead part of me

I run and fight regardless of the pain

I read letters, my girl is gone, my uncle died, my mamma's sick

But I am far away and I can't do anything

I tuck my letter far away along with the pain

I have a job to do and I don’t feel anymore

Chorus

What do you do when the music has no melody

What do you do when the songs have lost their soul

You listen to them and sometimes sing along

But these songs I know so well mean so little to me

I used to sing and smile and cry to their heartfelt melody

So what do you do when you don't feel the music anymore?

My sacrifice is more than a bullet and a gun

It is the feeling I once felt before I'd gone

I know my heart still beats deep withhin my chest

But no matter how much I try I don't feel anymore

I just push on, do my job and keep you safe regardless of what goes on

So what do I do when I don't feel the music anymore?

Google

I hope it is me, I pray for better than me

Dear     ,

I am so conflicted right now.

I know that I love you and that you have a special place in my heart and life

I don't know exactly what that is but I have a feeling

Part of me really wants you to choose me

Part of me wants to the the one for you

Wants to be the one to hold you, love you, care for you, serve you

Wants to be the one who was meant for you

I want the very best for you and that is where the conflict begins

I don't know if I am the best for you

Part of me wants you to be with a man who is better than I am

One who has waited for you, prayed for you and lived for you before he knew you

I want you to have one who has not lived as I have

One who has not messed up the way I have

One who would serve you and love Jesus with you and raise a family on the foundation of Christ

I would love you and pray with you and grow in Christ with you

I would make you my one and only

I am changing, not just for you but because Christ has called me to change

To be different than I have been, to be the man I am supposed to be

I am not that man you deserve but I might be but there may be better than me

My honor is to serve you in whatever capacity I am to serve you

I want your man to be me but I want the best for you for yo to have the best you can

you have been hurt, cheated and lied to. You have been wronged 

I dream of taking care of you bringing flowers to you dancing with you 

Falling asleep by a fire with you, going to church with you, 

kneeling down to pray with you. I dream of eating dinners with you and cooking them

doing dishes with you, watching movies with you going on trips with you.

I think of going to church with you and spending holidays with you and reading scripture with you

What if I am not the one?

I would be my best for you. what if the best for you is someone else. 

Whoever he is I pray that he makes you happy, makes you laugh, 

strengthens your love of Christ, gives himself for you as Christ gave Himself for the church

I pray he pursues you like Christ pursues his church.

I pray he loves Jesus more than you but that he shares his love for Christ with you

I pray he pursues you every day and asks himself every day how he can best serve you

I pray you find the best man for you, the man God has chosen for you.

I hope it is me but I pray for better than me. If it is me I pray that I am the best man

That I love you like Christ loves the church, that I love you like the man I pray finds you 

Coming home, far from home

After years of wearing green, blue and brown

after many months spent in the mountains and desert

a lot of time away from home

a long time spent away from US soil

I have come home

It may not be for the last time

If my country calls I will answer

It is my act of service

I will go and protect you from the world

I will leave home

I am home now whether for now or forever

I have come back to your arms

The people I love friends and family 

back to my blood from blood

I have come home

We all dream of our shores

The grass in the yard, church pews

fast food bar stools fast cars and lifted trucks

we dream of this place we knew

This was my home

Now I see my world in black and white all is gray

this home has not changed but it is not the same

I am a foreigner in my own land

I am a stranger in the neighborhood of my childhood

This is not my home

I wander the streets of my country

people talk with no understanding

they mock and joke and complain of what they don't know

They call what I love and sacrificed for foolishness

This is not my home

My eyes are opened through pain and sacrifice

I see the truth that many will never know

I fought and fight for freedom that they want to give away

It was mine to fight for not yours to give away

I want my home

We all in uniform make an oath and form a bond

we leave our homes to ensure they are there when we return

we give of ourselves our lives our future

we leave home

to never find home again

I left home once for you and me

I dreamed of this place I knew so well

I have come back and made a life

I love my country the place of the free

I have no home

Many of us leave home

some die and never return

some live and return home

some find a new home

Some of us return and never make it home

I dream of home

I search for my home

I have come home

I can't find my home here at home

I am far from home

 

 

 

~Jonathan Gomez
Prior Service SGT
Army Infantry
OIF, OND
God Bless America