Suicide, Cutting, & Hurt || STOP!

1 Corinthians 6:20
For you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.

Had a nightmare last night of a friend who sought for attention, she had scars on her wrists due to cutting. “Don’t you notice?” she cried.

So I just wanted to remind my peeps, you were bought with a price… maybe you’d say “Well I didn’t even ask to be bought” or “I’m too expensive, sorry”, my reply is, the Lord loves you and if He didn’t give His son Jesus to save you, well, you’d know where you’d be. Blunt truth guys. We don’t know how many kids and teens are considering suicide or other wrong decisions, but just so you know, somebody DOES care for you and LOVE you. Don’t destroy your body just because you feel emotionally broken. THE LORD IS NEAR THE BROKENHEARTED AND SAVES THE CRUSHED IN SPIRIT. (Psalm 34:18) Don’t even think about it. You think it will benefit others thinking that if you’re gone maybe they would live happier lives. WRONG! It’s a selfish thought to cut or hurt yourself. Don’t drown yourselves in thoughts like these, instead dive into God’s holy spirit and embrace His love. It’ll change you forever. A BIG, powerful, majestic, and holy God LOVES you and gave His only son to die for junk? I think not. He came to die for something worth dying for… am I right, or am I right?

If you’re considering to commit suicide or have a friend who is thinking of doing so, we’re praying for you. We, the church, might not know your name or where you are right now or what you’re feeling, but GOD KNOWS…

And here’s a good movie to watch: “To Save A Life”

What’s the point of all this, if you’re not gonna let this change you?

That’s all. ^_^ God bless!


Song of The Week || You Love Me Anyway

Romans 5:8

But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

“You Love Me Anyway”

The question was raised
As my conscience fell
A silly, little lie
It didn’t mean much
But it lingers still
In the corners of my mind

Still you call me to walk
On the edge of this world
To spread my dreams and fly
But the future’s so far
My heart is so frail
I think I’d rather stay inside

But You love me anyway
It’s like nothing in life that I’ve ever known
Yes, You love me anyway
Oh Lord, how You love me
How You love me

It took more than my strength
To simply be still
To seek but never find
All the reasons we change
The reasons I doubt
And why do loved ones have to die?

But You love me anyway
It’s like nothing in life that I’ve ever known
Yes, You love me anyway
Oh Lord, how You love me

I am the thorn in Your crown
But You love me anyway
I am the sweat from Your brow
But You love me anyway
I am the nail in Your wrist
But You love me anyway
I am Judas’ kiss
But You love me anyway

See now, I am the man who yelled out from the crowd
For Your blood to be spilled on this earth shaking ground
Yes then, I turned away with a smile on my face
With this sin in my heart tried to bury Your grace
And then alone in the night, I still called out for You
So ashamed of my life, my life, my life

But You love me anyway
It’s like nothing in life that I’ve ever known
Yes, You love me anyway
Oh Lord, how You love me

You love me, yes You love me
How You love me
How You love me
How You love me

Credits: Sidewalk Prophets – You Love Me Anyway Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Freedom comes in Letting go…

I just came to tell you, that if you want to be free, you have to let go… leave and move on.


Philippians 3:12-14

Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own. Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

AND Letting go, means to FORGIVE..

God Is Knocking – Poem and Psalm by Mary Pacis


Verse 1
All the pain is stinging from the back of my crooked mind, and everything seems to fade.

My hands marked with all these scars and curvy lines, created by the tip of your belt.

Anger surged throughout my veins.
In my heart there stays no remains.
Trying to outrun my pain.
Finding keys to help unlock these chains.

And as I ride my saddest journey, I found things I never found before.
As my tears clean my soul for me, God is knocking at my door.

Verse 3
Such a girl like me could simply never learn,
How to stop having things to burn…
Sometimes I say “nobody would understand”
Besides Jesus, the son of man.


Though Im in pain, I’ve done wrong  I deserve to have no gain.
But with God, I grew strong, He helped me unlock these chains


(Echo) Open your heart (2x)

– Mary Pacis

I Wish You Grace

I Wish You Grace.


I Wish You Grace


Wherever you are . . .  

Whatever you are doing right this very second . . .

Whatever it is that hurts. so . bad. you. can.  hardly. breathe.

I wish you grace.

Whatever you’ve done. Whatever you can’t forget. Whatever you can’t let go of.

Whatever it is you are facing that doctor’s just can’t fix and people just can’t comfort . . .

I wish you Jesus.

Jesus – the capable Christ of extraordinary grace.

– Laura Brooke

I Could Only Just Imagine -Mary Pacis

Rain -Mary Pacis

Rain -Mary Pacis

April 10 2013

I never truly heard the sound of the howling winds,

The pitter patter of the rain, and the sound of Angels clapping.

I stare at each and every drop, as it lands on my window sill,

So whenever it lands, in time, I could only just imagine.

Pitter… Patter… Pitter… Patter…

Then I focus on the Lightning as it strikes on a tree,

Never did I flinch for my eyes could only see.

I raised my hands to praise my God, but no I did not sing.

Why would I do so anyways,

I could not hear a thing.

But even so, I thank the Lord for allowing trials in,

The sounds of whales and stars at night,

I could only just imagine.

I dance with the storm, I dance with the rain,

And with the striking lights.

I hear the song of praise and then I sang with all my might.

I closed my eyes and cried for joy, for even in my pain,

I had the strength to praise the Lord and to share the Light.

– Mary Pacis


I came up with this poem when I was thinking of what it would be like to be deaf, and why sometimes when I imagine hearing something, it feels like I could really really hear it. Some people, are angry at God for making them blind, deaf, etc.

In the line

“I raised my hands to praise my God, but no I did not sing.

Why would I do so anyways,

I could not hear a thing.”

the person sounded a bit wounded and hurt, why would I sing praises to God if I couldn’t hear my own voice?

I wrote this poem to show people, that God has a plan for them. That there is a reason. So why submerge yourself in anger when God  has a plan… why not rejoice instead… why not be a blessing…

James 1:2

Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials,

God’s Flight

On the ground sits a bird
that’s too afraid to fly.
Beautiful wings could make it soar,
but the pain of past failure is it’s lonesome cry.

God has said unto this bird,
“Trust and have faith in me,
for I will carry you in your flight.
The miracle of life is waiting for you to see.”

The bird said to God, “But I can’t fly.
I am weak. I will fall and feel pain
It’s happened before when I tried to fly.
I’m afraid of being hurt again.”

His voice soft and reassuring, God said to the bird,
I created you, and I will protect you.
Your lonesome cry I have heard.
Have faith in me. That’s all you need to do.

So, stand up, bird, and spread your wings.
The wings I lovingly created to let you fly.
If you fall I’ll pick you up,
and lift you back into the sky.”

With trembling legs and unsure wings
the bird finally looked to the sky.
It took a deep breath, and took the chance.
The bird began to fly.

“Thank you, God, for believing in me.
Thank you for giving me wings.
Thank you for your protecting hands.
Your glory I will now sing.”

God smiled unto the bird
in its majestic flight.
“Little bird, I’ll always be with you,
and will protect you with all my might.

You may stumble. You may fall.
That doesn’t mean that I don’t care.
I will watch over you, in case you need help,
and then I’ll be right there.”

The little bird, once so scared,
learned to soar to new heights.
The occasional fall no longer scared the bird,
choosing to have faith in Gods flight.

Source: God’s Flight, Faith Poem