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Here is a place you can come to experience God in a way that I have best communicated Him. Through creative writing I have portrayed the high's and low's of my life's story. Please let it inspire you to do His Will.


Kory is a man who is learning what it is to love, grow, and be more like Jesus, but he had to first learn what it was to be a child, a child of God.

  • Pretty girls

    I remember the first time I saw your charming smile and your doll eyes

    I wanted you to be mine

    I just didn’t know what to do with the pretty girls

    You were so cool and you changed the room

    Pretty girls, pretty, pretty girls

    and then you became a woman

    seemingly over night

    and I was just a boy

    who thought he lost his sight

    But then

    I went to the sites

    because I couldn’t gain insight as to how

    These pretty girls became women over night.

  • Church

    The place where I know people care about me.

    Hear People Worship!

    The Lord of Lords and the King of Kings

    See the women serve!

    He Who Built Every Thing

    It’s Not Just A Building

    It’s Not perfect people

    These have needs to be met

    And That Is Why

    THEY ARE HERE

    Recognize

    Acknowledge

    Trust

    Enjoy

    Your ExperiencE

    You’re only human

  • Rays

    There is nothing like what I’ve seen

    A friend of mine told me his grandma used to tell him

    These are souls going to Heaven

    I have seen them and they have seen me

    They have lit me up and warmed my soul

    I am grateful I look for the rays

    I am one who knows where they come from will you

    ask me so I can tell you Who?

    To whom they belong these beams of light

    that aren’t that heavy and take the weight away

    I have memories and memories of the Light shining through

    Memories and Memories of YOU

  • David

    I have faced an evil king

    just to discover who I am

    I have slinged many stones of faith

    I am David, I am David

    I have faced my enemy

    who was bigger and stronger

    I have slayed the lion

    I am David? I am David.

    I know my God and he knows me

    I have been brought from low position

    I can’t do this alone

    I am David. I am David?

    You have seen me fall and I am fallen

    You have wrote me off and I am written

    I have lost my sons and they have gone

    I am David? I am David?

    I am a king and I have won

    I am alone and weak

    Yet I am still a victor?

    I am David? I am David. I am David.

    I was a shepherd I loved my sheep

    I was known by none

    I found you in song

    I am David. I am David.

    I am a man who knows the God I love

    I have faith in Him

    I am a man after his own Heart

    I am David! I am David?

    Yes

    You are David who I know

    And where I say You go

    And You know Me

    I am David! I am David! I am David?

    Yes

    My Yes is Yes for you

    You are Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

    You have Purpose

    I am David! I am David! I am David!

  • my Turmoil

    Inside and outside I hurt

    The swings don’t settle the pain

    Why have I let this war inside

    Greatness escapes me

    Love overtakes me

    and I can’t see the light of day

    Why, Why, Why??? Why did you take this from me???

    Who are you so great a thief to steal my peace.

    Why, Why, Why??? Did you choose me

    to take what you couldn’t repeace.

    To Steal what you couldn’t replace?

    Why, Why, Why??? Are you not here

    my soul, my soul, where are you???

    How wrong it is to feel this way

    When I’m awake I feel the pain

    Why have you brought me here

    To leave me here

    In such away

    Please don’t go

    Please don’t go

    and take

    Everything,

    from

    me

  • The rain

    I have seen it rain many times in many ways in many rhymes.

    But never have I seen it rain like today.

    My past reminds of all the times I have rhymed, pain remains, though I do not stay the same.

    Tears fall like rain drops a reminder of better times and the times to come.

    It’s not over. It’s not over, it just begun. It’s suffering attached to joy that brings me joy attached to suffering so that I can suffer me just a little longer.

    I love to let my mind go out the window to get wet in the rain.

    I wash my mind with the Word hoping to never remain in the same mind frame broken.

    But I’ve changed! I’m not the same man. I’m a new man making the same mistakes, why is the most distinct smell that of when night crawlers scream, Too Much Rain!!

    Demons delight in too much reign, but not when they remember Who Reigns, “Oh the Agony”, “The Travesty” How much longer must things be this way, Rain.

    Wash away yesterday, all of my mistakes in Jesus Name I am free and if it doesn’t Rain I will not Grow and If I do Not Grow I Will not Change. So It must Rain another day, another time I’m reminded of the change when it rains.

    Rest, I Guess I needed rest and so it Rains, and it Pains and it Remains, But even though it Still… I’m still changed.

  • I need you.

    My brothers in arms

    my arms my legs my body so weighty

    my mind in need of endless encouragement

    I need You

    I need You as my body needs water

    I need You

    I need You as the desert needs sand

    I need You

    I need You to tell me over and over again

    How much You love me

    I need You

    I need You to show me that I am not alone

    I need You

    I need You more than anything I’ve ever needed in my life. You

    I need You

    I need You like peanut butter needs jelly

    I need You

    I need You like my faith is empty

    I need You

    I need You like water is thirsty

    I need You

    I need You

    I need You

  • My Good Samaritan

    I have felt discarded by many and misunderstood

    as if I was a man on the side of the road left for dead.

    Stripped of his belongings, his confidence, and identity.

    Left alone to deal with life’s pain.

    Counselor after counselor from such a young age,

    What is wrong with this boy who is so much trouble in my grade?

    I am grateful to say that this man you see

    was once that ungrateful boy who had been through a mess

    Unfortunately I hoped he was gone but a part stayed instead

    Everyone denied, judged, and treated me wrongly

    Just to have found a man who had seen my pain strongly

    He said, I see how much your hurting, it’s easy to see.

    I’m the one that can help you it’s me you seek.

    This man was not human and everything I need.

    You wish for a lot and pray and think this doesn’t work

    Until God sends an angel to prove He’s at work.

    Discarded I was and so astray

    But this day He saw me and even in my dismay.

    I was then told of a healing that I may seek

    That causes my worst wounds to reach their peak

    I knew it was my time to face my worst pain

    and I now know a Healer who shows me The Way

    At my worst I found the best of humanity

    A Good Samaritan I tried to seek

    And I finally found him and found out He was Me.

    We had much in common and he knew my pain.

    Because earlier in life he had been through the same

    It takes the broken to understand the shame

    That this abuse carries and the weight that remains

    My Good Samaritan saw me

    And with the most he could do

    He sought me and bought me and tended to my wounds

    Today is a new day and the healings not done

    I couldn’t be more grateful for the son that He Won.

    So with this new day comes a reminder of pain

    Of once I walked in No longer my name.

    You would of thought I was broken

    and you would be right

    This was just so you may see the light

    Shine through me Oh Light that they may see

    That they too have A Good Samaritan

    That died on a tree.

    This was not the end

    but only the beginning

    of every good thing

    that you may see and you may seek

    You must know this now when it snows

    It is just to remind you that His beauty grows.

    So as I conclude

    I hope this finds you

    In your coldest of seasons

    and warms your heart

    The winter is over

    The Son is now here

    Rejoice with me

    and hold Him dear.

    He did this for you

    So you may see

    His unending love.

    Love,

    The Author,

    Kory D. Brinza

  • Tomorrow

    Tomorrow is another day

    Hopefully it doesn’t carry the same weight

    You said your yolk is easy and your burden is wait…

    The greatest is yet to come

    Keep the faith son

    Your almost there

    Your getting there

    Hurry up wait

    Is something I don’t say

  • FOREVER

    Forever

    I don’t want to live forever without the Son shining on my face, forever

    I don’t want to live forever knowing I never started the race, forever

    I long for forever forever, forever

    Because forever is ever increasing, forever

    Increase in me that I would be less, forever

    That I may forget that I exist, forever

    Long enough to love the Rest, forever

    My hope is in you, forever

  • Grateful again

    I’m so grateful that things are not the same, but the reflection remains the same.

    Help Me I cry looking for a way

    I didn’t because I couldn’t and I am now because I can

    Is this what it’s like to become a man?

    My faith is greater

    My grace I see

    Oh how I longed to view the view I have

    lost many along the way

    and weights are heavy with the wait

    My heart ruptures with every quake

    Knowing joy will come the next day

    I hope for a better life

    Often to find the same

    Grace is mine I feel it

    It’s mine and you can’t have it

    Selfishness is breeded from brokenness

    If I was healed why would I not share?

    So the blood that I look on

    Shows me the face that sees me

    and I do not die

    But live

    and so I look on and hope on and grow on

    to go on sharing His love

    because you must know and you too must GO.

  • Sent ones

    Would I be like Gideon and offer you cakes meat and broth,

    or would I be like Samson and lose my Strength to Delilah

    Have I had the opportunity to choose?

    What would I be?

    Would I sacrifice my last two pennies?

    Would I reach out for your strand of clothing with faith?

    Am I that brave?

    Have you wondered what I would be?

    Surely not.

    But you have sent me and I will go.

    Hear I am send me I cried and you Answered again again and again.

    But the works not done we are just getting started

    Finally I’ve arrived to the place I will go

    Ive waited Ive longed Ive hoped that He would choose me

    So I wait

    I hope

    and I trust

    He’s with me

    one of the Sent ones.

  • the Joy

    Oh the Joy I have

    It never ends

    and encompasses

    Everything

    Oh the Joy I have

    Created Me anew

    Oh The Joy

    Oh The Joy that lives in me

  • Every time

    Every time I step up to the plate I want to knock it out of the park.

    Every time I set up to the free throw line I want to shoot a swish.

    Every time I shoot the puck I want to hear post and in.

    Every time I kick the ball I want to curve it inside the goal post.

    Every time I swing the club I want to drive the ball 300 yards.

    Every time I play quarterback I want to throw the ball downfield.

    Every time I swing the racquet I want to hear Love.

    But unfortunately that’s not what happens.

    Instead I foul tip, air ball, miss the net, miss the ball, slice, throw a duck, and lose my grip.

    I believe this is what life is about.

    It’s about shooting and missing, but having the wisdom to know even though you shot you may miss, but you still need to take your shot.

    This page is me taking my shot. If I miss, well, at least I took my shot.

    So next time you airball or slice or foul tip in life, remember, we all have.

  • Goliath

    How big can this possibly be that I cannot take it down with faith and a couple of stones.

    Who are you that blasphemes the name of the One and Only True God?

    You may be a mountain, but I was given a mustard seed. MOVE!

    Goliath, has yelled and yelled and I have heard him.

    Shadows of Goliath have haunted me.

    A part of me fears the outcome of this challenge.

    Another embraces it.

    Run! Run Goliath! Because I am Not Alone!

    I am in your eyes smaller than giants, but My God is with me.

    Run! Run Goliath! Because I will have your head!

    But this Strength is not mine but His!

    I am not Alone Goliath! I am not Alone!

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