[Jenplaystaylors]

Everyone on here is so incredibly talented. So I have to even out everything by putting some of my stuff on here.

meditate (title pending)

Close your eyes
take a breath
calm your spirit
feel His grace touch your face

Find the place
that you know best
see Him there
take His hand and follow

Take that step
off the ledge
He will hold you
Have no fear, He's always there

When you let go
you will fall
but when you do
He's still there reaching for you

So come back
His love is so strong
nothing can break it
Not even when you're gone so long

Now you see
He'll never leave
He won't let go
He loves you too much to give you away

Open your eyes
let out your fears
find yourself
Stand on your feet and learn to live again

July 2004

[Jenplaystaylors]

Camp Overton
Jenifer Janes and Kristi Patrick (Downs)
July 25, 2003

It wasn't unusual for sawdust to be kicked up in the air.
The sounds of crickets or birds were heard everywhere.
The cars, bugs, and rain could be a distraction,
But the Lord was always keeping our attention.
Whether you are a child or a saint,
Your heart, Jesus' blood will paint.

But when my soul would get unsettled
And my attention would disappear,
I'd look at that triangle with the peeping sun
And the presence of God would reappear.

Though the sermon would drag on at times,
In the end it was always the same.
One person from the group would go to the alter
And we all would follow in Jesus' name.
We end the night with the group as tight as can be.
And we know the Lord is with us always,
That was not hard to see.

The joy and healing cannot be discribed,
It's just what the doctor would prescribe.
There's no other place I would rather be.
Signs of Heaven are in all I see.

[Jenplaystaylors]

This is one I wrote for the youth at my church so that we will always remember:

Camp Meeting 2004

I miss the sweat
I miss the heat
I miss the tears
I miss the walk
I miss the talks
I miss the air
I miss the rain
I miss the laughs
I miss the showers
I miss the stinky beds
I miss the thin mattresses
I miss the classes
I miss the rocks beneith my shoes
I miss them being in my shoes
I miss the food
I miss the faces that became so familiar to me
I miss the spirit
I miss the encouragement
I miss the sermons
I miss the singing
I miss the cleaning
I miss the dishes
I miss the bugs
I miss the hugs
I miss everything
But even though I miss all these things,
I know I have to move on
You can't stay on the mountain
You have to come down and reach the ones in the valley.
So don't forget the memories
Don't forget the promises
Don't forget the committments
Don't forget the love
Live out what God taught you
Don't procrastinate
So that next year you won't regret your unfaithfulness

[Jenplaystaylors]

This is my very first song. I wrote it in May 2004. You can try to play it but the chords have been changed. I just haven't updated it in my computer... Also it has no title...

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As I look in Your eyes
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Then I realize-
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When I look at Your face
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There's no need for faith
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When You're here with me
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Guiding me,
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Leading me,
c
Showing me
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The way to Your home

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Tell me the story about the stars
c
when they danced with Your rythm
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Way up afar
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Paint me the pictures Of Your sweet Grace
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so I will never forget
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You're never too far away

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Cause You're here with me
c
Guiding me,
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Leading me,
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Showing me
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The way to Your home
g
As I look in Your eyes
c
Then I realize-
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When I look at Your face
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There's no need for faith
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I see You here with me
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Guiding me,
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Leading me,
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Showing me
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The way home
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Tell me the story about the stars...

[Jenplaystaylors]

The Picture

I have this picture in my head.
It's a little hard to make out.
I know what it is but it's so unclear.
Someone once told me about this picture.
I don't understand how they were able to
describe it so well.
It's funny how it makes more sense to only
see a blur.
The reason you can't really see it clearly is
because it can be expressed in so many ways.
It doesn't have to be done a certain way.
The only thing that matters is that the
picture is real.
This picture in my head is called worship.
I'm sure you've seen it before.
But my question to you is
Are you worried about it looking a certain
way with every detail in place,
or would you rather just know that a genuine
heart is the one who painted it?

Jenifer Keli Janes

Copyright ©2005 Jenifer Keli Janes
written in 2004

[Jenplaystaylors]

All I Need To Know

Oh God, I am so confused.
Am I in Your will,
or am I just in mine.
So many paths I can take.
But which ones will lead me to You?
How will I ever know
when You're talking to me?
I can't tell if it's You or me!
I get so tired of trying to figure it all out.
I can't figure it out.
Thank You, Lord.
That's what I needed to know.

Jenifer Keli Janes

Copyright ©2005 Jenifer Keli Janes
written in 2002

[Jenplaystaylors]

I wrote this one after my grandma died in 2001. She was my favorite. It's a simple poem. I wrote it to keep myself encouraged that I will see her in Heaven.

Sunrise

The sun will rise
I tell my self that again and again
no need to worry
the sun will rise
Though now it sets
Soon enough we'll be together again
We can wipe our eyes
For the sun will rise

[Jenplaystaylors]

I liked this one. I think I'll keep it-

There is a plethora of thoughts going through my mind.
I can't seem to calm them down.
My brain moving, struggling, pushing.
I want to be alone
But my head won't allow it.
Can I just have a second of
peace, quiet, happiness?
No, those words are foreign to me.
So I go on,
No one knows.
I'll just keep my smile on
while my head cries and screams

Jan. 4, 2005

[Jenplaystaylors]

LOL, I just wrote this one for fun on my church message board. We have a freestyle poety thread and my word was regret. So here is what I came up with. (BTW-it's a true story. )

This is my story
I hate to tell.
For I am filled with regret
of how it fell.
I stood on the porch,
my normal rainy day act.
Then down it went
my beautiful ax.
I cried and bellowed.
My heart filled with sorrow.
You see,
this was my Baby.
My baby Taylor.
In it, I placed all favor!
So there it lied...
I'm crying inside.
The neighbors watched.
Staring, wide-eyed
as I turned it over.
It peirced my heart!
There it was!
It's one flawed part!
It may now be half the value
but to me it's still my prize.
It will always be my baby.
It's still the best, by far.
My beautiful baby.
My beautiful guitar.

Jan. 6, 2005

[Jenplaystaylors]

When I think about the future
This is what I see:
...Nothing...
(But don't get this wrong-
I'm not talking eternity here.
I'm talking about life.
On this Earth.
The life that tortures me
to a point that I search only for the ending!)

My life is the quintessence of inconsistency.
Imperfect in every way.
Always failing someone.
Always forgetting something!

If only I could be where I want to be.
Right when I think, "This is it!"
I see something more.
I search my life for it
Only to come up with nothing

The grass has got to be greener
on the other side.
How could every place be so
gray and brown like mine?

So this is why I'm so blinded.
I don't want to be here.
I need to escape,
To be someone else.
Who I want to be.
Then maybe I'll be free.
Just to see,
Who it is I will be.

Jan. 8, 2005

[Jenplaystaylors]

Sometimes my eyes
Are a window into my heart
So I keep them closed
So you can't see that far.
It scares me to death
To think you might know
The thoughts in my head
I've kept to myself alone
My heart burns like fire
When you are near
It causes me to stumble
Which causes me more fear.
So I look away
Trying not to face
The eyes that look at me
With pain and disgrace
I walk away
Not knowing what to say
To ease your troubled mind
that is caused by my refrain
I turn to look at you
The light is so bright
from the burning flames
That keep me in this plight.
You then walk away
Because you saw
the window into my heart
where all my secrets are kept
And all the times I've wept
Were right there on display
You didn't know which way
Should you just go or stay?
Are you going to help me in this
Or leave me in my abyss?

Jan 8, 2005

[Jenplaystaylors]

I lie awake dreaming of things I know cannot be real
I burry my head in my pillow just as a way to deal
It's hard to forget all the things I keep inside my head
Because everytime I lay down they seem to jump out from the bed
I close my eyes and try to sleep
Just to find I'm only counting sheep
When I drift away to the dreamland I love
I'm floating with clouds that usually hang from above
It's amazing this feeling of happiness and grace
You should just see the smile on my face
I'd try to describe it just so you would know
That this is a place you would want to go
But nothing can explain the freedom I feel
When I have drifted away to my dreamland so real

1-10-05

[Opie]

I'm surprised noone has commented...You are very talented! Keep up the good work!

[Jenplaystaylors]

Originally Posted by Opie

I'm surprised noone has commented...You are very talented! Keep up the good work!

Hey, thanks a lot. That was very nice. I wondered if anyone had even read these...

[62ofDYC]

Originally Posted by Jenplaystaylors

Hey, thanks a lot. That was very nice. I wondered if anyone had even read these...

I read every one that you put up. And I think that you're very talented Mrs. Playstaylors