Journal Entry: November 18, 2008

The light it beckons me.
I want to go closer and touch it.
What do I have to lose?
Only darkness is behind me.

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This is a question I ponder.

If a tree falls in a forest does anyone hear it?
If a lonely person cries does anyone hear it?


~Miles Hazel~

Journal Entry: October 28, 2008

AGGG! My life is like a drying machine. It tumbles, spins, and mixes up everything. I feel exactly like that! I just can't stand it! I'm about to explode! Yet, I'm too weary to. I can't end it, I won't. But what can I do? The world is on my back and I can't set it down. I cry out! But no one answers. They just add more weight . What can I do? Help me! No one understands what I'm going through.

~Miles Hazel~

I'm not a Perfect Girl

This is a poster on my wall that I bought. It reminds me everyday that I don't have to be perfect for God to still love me. I have no idea who wrote the poem, so I do not take credit for it.

I'm not a perfect girl
my hair doesn't always stay in place
I spill things a lot
I'm pretty clumsy
sometimes I have a broken heart
my friends and I sometimes fight
maybe some days nothin' goes right
but when I think about and take a step back
I remember how amazing life truly is
and through all my imperfections...
GOD STILL LOVES ME!


~Miles Hazel~

The Fight of Salvation

I'm in a ring wrestling with sin in the valley of despair. I'm pinned to the ground. I can not move. I turned my head to see satan holding out his hand to give sin a high-five. The one who I thought was my friend was actually my worst enemy. He was laughing at me. he started to messing with my head by showing me stuff from my past. I was ashamed, because it was all true. I struggled to get free, but it was of no use. I began to lose hope. I wepted. Then something caught my eye. It was a man. He was holding out his hand for me to tag Him in. I told Him, "No! This is my fault, not yours!" I continued to struggle. He reached out farther and called my name. I turned and looked at Him in the eyes. He said, "Take my hand and follow me." I turned at looked at Satan, his eyes were filled with evil and hate. I looked at the man again. His eyes were filled with love and hope. With as much strength that I had left, I stretched towards Him. He touched my hand and immedialty I felt hope. He moved me out of the ring. When he got into the ring the sin tagged Satan in. It was a furious fight. Until finally the man was pinned to the ground.I yelled, "No!" Satan laughed, "Who will save you now!" The referee began to count, "1...2...3..." Then all of a sudden the man got up and knocked Satan down and threw him out of the ring. I cheered and ran in. I thanked Him over and over. When the excitement wore down a little bit I asked Him, "What is your name? Who are you? Why did you do what you did?" He replied, " I am Jesus the Son of the Living God. I came to seek and save the lost." I then said, "I don't want to be lost anymore. Can I follow you?" Jesus replies, "Why you already are a follower!" I said, "Huh?" Jesus answers,"When you first touched my hand was when you first believed and started to follow."


~Miles Hazel~

Journal Entry: August 2, 2008

This is a poem I wrote June 7, 2007. But now I am going to dedicate it to my Great Grandmother Hazel Luella Thykeson. Who is right now playing a good old game of cards with the Lord and having a blast. :) And one day I hope to see her again!

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Lord, how could I have ever denied you? You are the creator of all things; you gave me life and I have turned from you. Oh, Lord forgive me! I shall live my life extremely for you. Nothing can separate me from you! Not even death! Death will only bring me closer. You don't have to give me gold or silver in Heaven. For seeing your face will be enough! Forever be the glory, Amen!


~Miles Hazel~

Memories Missed...

This is a poem I wrote in loving memory of my grandmother. I miss her a ton. I can't wait for the day I'll see her again with my Lord.

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Memories Missed...

I miss you
Miss you so bad
I treasure the memories we had
But their slowly fading away
I wish you could come back
I know you're in a better place
But that doesn't mean I forget you
I miss the warmth of your hand in mine
I just can't let go
You taught me to hang on tight
Oh how much I love you
I just can't say good bye
Everything will be alright
But I'll still miss you


~Miles Hazel~