Let Your Mercy Fall

So...a few weeks ago I was just messing around on guitar (often I record it in the background, just in case I do something cool I want to remember in the future) and this sort of blah-ed out. It's more of an impromptu prayer with guitar...therefore its really rough and you can tell I'm making stuff up as I go...but nevertheless I thought I'd share it, because it turned out meaning a lot to me. (I ended up writing the lyrics out after I recorded the song..kind of backwards..but i guess it works).




so many times
to you I call
and I fall
short of what i'm meant to be

lord let your mercy fall
all around me
so I can see

What I really do when I go to "work"...

Yep, I took this while going for a scooter ride around a beautiful neighborhood in the hills of Santa Margarita at sunset. The best part is that I get paid for this everyday.
My job > your job.
El fin. :)

Come Thou Fount

My good friend Lyn is getting married in a few weeks and she asked if I would play a hymn during the communion part of the ceremony. After discussing it, she decided on "Come Thou Fount." So over the past few weeks I've been practicing it here and there in preparation to make sure I had it "musically" down. But the funny thing is that when you play a song over and over again, the words really sink in and work something within you. Thus, it has recently occurred to me that God has been using this song to bless me over the past several weeks without me even knowing it...which is pretty awesome I think. So...thank you Lyn for getting married and having me play this song at your wedding...because it truly has been a blessing in disguise (even if that disguise is cloaked in a really obvious hymn blanket...haha)

Come Thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it
Mount of Thy unchanging love

Here I raise my Ebenezer
Hither by Thy help I come
And I hope by Thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wondering from the fold of God
He, to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood

O to grace how great a debtor daily I'm constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to Thee
Prone to wander Lord I feel it, prone to leave the God I love
Here's my heart Lord, take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above

The Hidden Meaning

I think I may be too obsessed with finding the hidden meaning in things. What I'm not sure of, though, is why. Is it because I enjoy the process of delving into deeper truths and discovering those secret gems only found by transcending above what is easily comprehendable? Or is it because I desperately hope there is a hidden meaning because I'm not satisfied or don't want to accept the face value meaning?

i love this kid

Not My Own

New song up on http://www.reverbnation.com/krystalpark.


Not My Own

the story of my skin
stretches longer than
the care that lies within
the hand that vast began

its not my own

I’m sitting in it now,
pores expose my flaws
threads of grace somehow
interlace I’m caught in a love

that’s not my own

we are not a slave to fear
oh we cry abba abba abba father
its not my own
creation groans
you’ve brought us home

the story of my skin
is not my own

wilting

the friction of thoughts
kindle defeat.
creating heat.
destroying
me.