patience

SehnsuchtI just want to pray, this time, to give me patience my god. Please give me the patience to to wait and to do the right thing. I want to wait for real love. I want to wait for you to tell me that it’s okay. And if you don’t want this love, please help me to get through it. And if you want this love, please help me to get to him. I’m not good with love but you are, so please help me to do what you want me to do. I love you my god and I want to do it for you and not for me, as I promised that long time ago.

The perfect tattoo of love

Even though my life seems a struggle at the moment.
Even though I feel hurt and can’t stand all the pain in my heart.
Even though it feels so wrong to be where I am.
Even though you seem so far from times to times,
I know you are there.
I know that you love me more than words can say.
I feel so embraced by you. You are my shelter and my fortress.
You are all for me.
I can’t explain what you mean to me.
There are no words for how great you are.
But you are my god and every time you catch me.
Before I fall, there is your holding hand.
I can’t feel deeper.
There are times, when I feel alone.
Many times. All these days I spend in my room, waiting for someone to come.
But you came for me. You knocked at my door and you waited for me to open it wide.
It was my desicion to let you in, but it was your grace that made you wait so long.
Now I am so greatful and I believe that all the better days are ahead.
I believe in you, my god.
And I believe that this is not the end.
Even though these times are hard, your times were harder.
At the cross you saved my life in giving your’s.
Now I can live and I want to live every day for you.
It’s hard, because the temptations are everywhere.
But there is only you I need and it’s you I want to live for.
Now I’m stitting here, marked by the scars of this dying world.
But over all these scars you tattooed your love into my skin
and this love stays forever and changes my scars into a perfect picture of love.
Thank you for all your faith in me.
Thank you Jesus for loving me
and beeing the best tattoo artist in this world.

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How thorny can be love?

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How thorny can be love
with all the strings and spikes?
How hard is life
with all the struggle you live in?
How fair is the world
with betrayal, pain and misfortune?
Is it bad?
Worse than all the good things?
Can you overcome all these reasons?
I pray for your strength.
I hope that you can see all the beauty in life.
I hope you can see the red rose in all these thorns.
I wish that you feel the air and the sun shining warm on your face
even though there is a cold breeze.
Love is hard, there is nothing harder than love.
But there is nothing easier as well.
With trust and faith and a little luck you feel the real love in all these thorns.

The truth

RainbowWhen there is nothing in front of you, just keep moving on. There will be better days ahead of you. There will be sunshine and a rainbow.
Rainbows don’t exist with the rain and and bad days are not meant to stay forever. You know what, bad days make you stronger. Because they give you the strength to understand that there is more to life.
I start to live with the truth. I don’t want to live with a lie. If you start with one lie, believe me, you will end with thousand. There are endless lies but only one truth and the truth is, that life is a happier place with the truth in your heart.
Yes, the truth is not always easy. Yes, not all the people will like the truth. Yes, sometimes lies would be the simpler way. But they are the biggest obstacles in your way, because there will always be a person who will see behind these lies. What are you going to do, after all these lies, when there is one person, who knows the truth? Will you carry on lying or will you speak up and tell the truth?
What are you going to do, when your whole life is based on lies? And what will you do, when your whole life could tremble when there is one person telling the truth? Are you going to be honest? Do you think you can be strong enough to be honest and maybe to lose people you lied to?
No it’s not always easy but there is always a way to move on when you believe in the truth. And a rainbow can’t exist with a little rain.

Rosen im Schnee

Liebe ist wie wildes Wasser
Das sich durch Felsen zwängt
Liebe ist so wie ein Messer
Das Dir im Herzen brennt
Sie ist süß, und sie ist bitter
Ein Sturm, Wind und ein Hauch
Für mich ist sie eine Rose
Für Dich ein Dornenstrauch

Wer nie weint und niemals trauert
Der weiß auch nichts vom Glück
Wer nur sucht, was ewig dauert
Versäumt den Augenblick
Wer nie nimmt, kann auch nicht geben
Und wer sein Leben lang
Immer Angst hat vor dem Sterben
Fängt nie zu Leben an

Wenn Du denkst, du bist verlassen
Und kein Weg führt aus der Nacht
Fängst Du an, die Welt zu hassen
Die nur and’re glücklich macht
Doch vergiss nicht, an dem Zweig dort
Der im Schnee beinah‘ erfror
Blüht im Frühjahr eine Rose
So schön wie nie zuvor
(Text nicht von mir, (ge)lesen auf Facebook)

Roses in the snow