http://slow.writerscafe.org/jagfan10 The original writings of author Matt Stewart en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775557268 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 4/12/16 We live in asociety where everyone seems to only want what they can expect or control; inthat kind of life I don’t feel there’s any sense of adventure; there’s no senseof wonder or fear. People are content in being told what they believe and why,never s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1756681/ My name is Matthew Stewart, and this is my journey of faith. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1756678/ Flore de laluz, mi pensamiento eres tú. Que preciosotú eres en mis ojos.La tesura demi vida; mi fuerza y mi amor.Es bendiciónpara tener amor después la vida de buscando,Y más y másveo  todos caminos en mi vida guía para.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1519737/ En tiemposfelices y tiempos difíciles Tú eres mismo;El Rey de micorazón, toda la creación es en Tu manos.No sé quéadelante, pero Tú eres mi confianza,La Esperanzade la Mañana, y mi Fuerza en la luz de mis debilidades.Par.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1518932/ O my soul, what a complex one thouart!Thou art redeemed, yet why are youvoid of joy?Has life gripped you to a point suchas this,That you wallow in depression as a pigwallows in filth?Stand up, take courage, and trust inthe Lord!Your journey has only begun, and it’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1518931/ The joy of friendship, what a joy itis!To be understood, to be loved seems tobe the essence of existence.Loyal friends are priceless treasuresof God in times of happiness and desperation;A hand to hold to keep from drowning,a laugh to move the days quickly by.In times of hard.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1518930/ Sheis as a rose in the sunlight;Elegantand beautiful yet soft to the touch.Thethorns she bears only adds to her beauty;Theydraw you in, yet at once you hold your peace,Afraidto gaze upon her lest you lose your senses.Sheentangles you without force, as your eyes wander.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1517935/ Truth is shouting in the streets, and lands on deaf ears;It portrays a message that no one wants to hear.Excess and prosperity is all we tend to seek,While persecuted are those brave enough to speak.The poor line the streets and we put blinders on our eyes;The rich seem to be lifted up and all the p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1127849/ While taking the dark back roads home last night, I was inspired to write this in light of things that have happened to me recently. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1127843/ I am a wanderer these days following the narrow road it seems.I have faced many doubts; I couldn't see my way out, yet here I am still choosing to live a dream.Many I loved have come and gone, yet gave me the strength to carry on.I play this song for them; it soothes my soul just like a hymn,How I w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1071379/ She stands alone in a crowded room, broken and prone to wander;The jesters pass her by and stare, unaware of the pain she's under.He promised her everything and walked away like so many before,And now she's left to herself to wonder what's fighting for.He said he loved her, but his words were empty .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/1011184/ Sitting on this mountain, in the solace that the noonday brings,My soul cries for freedom, and the joy that it brings.To escape the chains of doubt would soothe this weary soul;I need a ray of hope in which to take hold.The Lord is my refuge, the promise I seek;He comforts me even now, when I can't .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/984987/ Hostility is a loaded gun we feed into day by day,Watching the weak take the bullet as our hearts slowly fade.Whatever happend to "love thy neighbor?" or can we tell wrong from right?Day by day Satan's using puppets to bring forth his twisted sight.The Body sits dormant and calls it tole.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/935281/ This heart of mine has seen joy and pain;I've felt God's embrace and felt sins stain.The conflict within remains between wrong and right;A fight between the flesh and the inner light.I'm not able on my own to defeat the filth of my sin,Thus, I turn to my Savior who has put this war to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/935280/ Today is gone with the wind my friend, yet I still wait upon my God.I've faced trial and tribulation, but all will be forgotten once I stand where angels trod.I have gazed at the mighty mountains, admired the clear blue sky,But nothing will prepare me for the beauty I'll see when I die.T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/935279/ The winds of change seem to be ceaseless, and I'm caught up in the tide;Changes and wisdom are coming to pass and I find a different state of mind.Trust is fading in this world but my faith to in God remains.I won't give up, and I won't back down, now that the Father has called my name.I seek to mak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/884408/ On the bank of the river, down an old dirt roadStood an old rugged cross, built a century ago.The symbol of our Savior, who bled and died,Delivering us from our sins, while to His Father He cried.An old church once called this town its home;They built the cross on their land to make their .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/815160/ A non-fiction poem about a young man who lost his life all too soon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/815158/ The point of view of a son who's lived a rebellious lifestyle, and saved by his mothers love for him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/815157/ Through the years I've noticed that most people I've talked to from other faiths believe that we, as Christians have a "Holier Than Thou" mindset, but the truth is that we as Christians are just as vulnerable as any one else to temptation. The difference is between our faith and others is that withi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/775560/ Some of my philosophies about life, faith, and music http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/775469/ Teardrops turn to rays of sun as I look in heavens eyes;Finally I can see beyond my own pale discuise.Living for the world can never truly satisfy;I have to be honest with myself, and read between the lines.I never really was one to live for fortune or fame;I wasn't born into money, but I take pride.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/759976/ I can see the sun rising upon this narrow road;Even at my weakest, your grace, it still unfolds.With every breath I take I feel your presence here;You give me strength and comfort, and rid me of my fears.I've been on the fine line between wrong and right,I've walked within the darkness to step back .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/759973/ 6/15/11It was harder than I thought it would be saying goodbye to everyone at La Roca; almost surreal. I keep praying everyday to return to Peru if it's in God's will. It's been a real blessing here, and these people have made such an impact on my life; an impact I could never sum up in mere words.A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/756865/ 6/14/11Tomorrow's the day. I've got a lot of mixed feelings; mostly great sadness and joy at once. I hear from all the people back home and it brings joy to my heart and soul, and yet I'm leaving a place that has been such a blessing for me. From the genuine love and fellowship of the people, to the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/756861/ 6/13/11Today's actually been pretty uneventful. This morning I observed Hannah teaching English to the third and fourth grade, and I gained a lot of valuable advice in regards to teaching, and different methods. After that I watched Mrs. Gladys' class for the rest of the day. After school was out I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/756855/ 6/12/11I feel much better today. I woke up this morning refreshed and ready to serve. Juan arrived very early this morning and was kind enough to serve us breakfast although I'm sure he was tired. At first he seemed intimidating; he was big, tall, and had a booming voice, but right away I found out .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/756851/ 6/11/11 It's been a tiring but productive day here for me. Beginning at ten, the kids showed up for children's ministry here, and as always, it was great to see all of my little brothers and sisters in Christ. It's always encouraging to have there constant love and support.  At thr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/756332/ 6/10/11 Every day here is such a blessing. It's still so amazing to see the evident love of the people that are so passionate about their faith. I won't say there hasn't been times when my sinful self got a hold of me; I've felt pride, I've been frustrated a few times, but all these feeling.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/756323/ 6/9/11 It's now been a week here in La Roca, but I've had such a wholsome and loving experience here already. Being here has taught me so much, including how to be flexible. Much I've done here has been decided a day or moment before so I've learned to be prepared for about anything. For ex.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/756300/ 6/8/11 Time is passing far too quickly; I can't believe we arrived a week ago! With these days that are left I want to take all the culture in that I possibly can. I long to continue in this joyful spirit God has given me here, and bring it home to my church, friends, and family. I feel lik.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/756293/ 6/7/11Another great day in La Roca; after breakfast I went to Keesa's K4 class to tell the story of Joseph. After I finished they all ran up to hug me and I could feel the Spirit overflow with love in that room. The children here are really growing on me, and through their love the Lord is pulling m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/755883/ 6/6/11Waking up every day in La Roca (The Rock) is a blessing. God's presence overflows throughout the kindness and love of the people here. After breakfast with Eva I set out in my Joseph costume to teach Elise' class about the story of Joseph and his journey. It was so exciting to see the children.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/755865/ 6/5/11I've realized a few things after being here for a few days:1)The more time you spend with the people, the better you speak the language.2)Peruvians have some of the best food and coffee EVER.3)If you want to get a shower, wake up at the crack of dawn before everyone else.4)All Peruvians are gr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/755858/ 6/4/11 An hour after I woke up this morning the group had a time of prayer and music, then we made it to Eva's for breakfast. The hospitality and kindness of the people here are such a blessing. After breakfast I set out to observe chldrens ministry which lasted from 10 A.M. until 12. First.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/755147/ 6/3/11 Went to bed at 2 this morning and woke up at 7. For five hours of sleep things have gone really well today, and I've managed to stay awake. Around 8:30, Juan's wife Eva served us breakfast, then we headed to the church service for many adults, where Dr. Huguley, Carol Dye, and Derric.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/755131/ 6/2/11 Getting ready to leave Birmingham. I can't begin to imagine how God will use the six of us in Peru. Leaving family, friends, and my church is tough, but I know by learning on God I can become a spiritually better and stronger person. I hope and pray to return changed for the better a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/755123/ A day by day account of my mission trip to Peru along with Gideon's Band, from 6/2/11-6/15/11. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/755109/ We all go through rough times in our lives, a lot of us spiritually. This is a poem where I completely let go of everything I felt was keeping me from being the best I could, and how God has saved me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/666712/ Something I wrote after taking some time to chill out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/643899/ Early one morning I set out just before the break of dawn;Days before I had been thinking of all that had gone wrong.I tried to secure the sands of time, and hoped they wouldn't pass,But I guess somewhere along the way I tipped the hour glass.All around me I watch friends and family steadily come an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/636412/ I need to feel a gentle rain;I need to feel the pulse of blood running through my veins.I'm looking for comfort and release;A time of rest, a time of joy a time of endless peace.I see the world around me and it makes me feel so small,But I know deep in my soul God's in control of it all.As the days .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/617976/ This poem is based on some of my limited experience with relationships, but I was fortunate enought that this song was able to flow very well. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/617946/ From this window I watch the seasons change;The clock winds down slowly, until I find I feel estranged. Burdened by the past, I search for a better wayTo put behind the ashes of yesterday.I once thought I was invincible, but now the truth is all too clear;There's hope behind the questions, the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/603517/ I try to tell myself "You'll be alright",Yet I still see yesterday within her eyes.I hold myself back, sustaining from the truth,Yet she already knows, so what's there for me to lose?She stares into my heart, as to capture my soul;Although I try to hide it, feelings still resonate from days of old.T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/581940/ After riding around Irondale, AL this afternoon, all these words really came to me. It's sad, but there are a lot of towns not only in the south, but in our nation that this happened to. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/576280/ The best way to put this is my past in writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/575593/ This is a song I wrote after the passing of a close friend of the family. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/575591/ Just today I found myself beyond my own reflection; What I saw before me was what hid beyond my own perception. A broken soul that was saved despite all the lies. A heart that was broken that always tends to put on a bright disguise. I’ve walked the road less followed, and was tempted into sin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/575590/ I got the inspiration for this from a picture of a good friend of mine :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jagfan10/575589/