From old collection... He was slain Disbelief, it cant be true. Was my life that disregarded just to be pleasing you. Abused and used up. The trauma diswired my delicate matrix, confused and mixed up, it contains pain and my life has been strained. But now I know a new way. One with God above.... Continue Reading →
He is my portion Fishes and loaves, His love shows and grows. Wine and water, His love a refuge and shelter. The lion and the Lamb, I am home in your hands. Bread and blood, His life covers mine.
From my old collection.... Free from aberration My battle cries of old land taken, my future was unsure, my history, communication, shaken. I was so young, yet told this is no big deal. Now I'm older, my reality surreal. Injustice done and at such a price. My life not my own, lived out in... Continue Reading →
This is a poem from an older collection of mine that I wrote a few years ago... But a spec in the vastness A drip in the deepest sea A shadow in the alley A light shining You still came for me Dust and ashes You made me Land continues on and on... Continue Reading →
God is wealthy and all of Kingdom’s riches are ours to enjoy now. Be blessed favoured ones, be generous with His love. No good thing will He withhold from His cherished family. He delights in giving good gifts. He delights in your delight. You are His delight. You are deeply and sincerely loved.
Praying, hoping your goodness will show. You are the one that can make diseases go. Praying, hoping your love will come through. The victory you have won is for all your family, its true. Praying your healing oil spreads wide and flows free. Healing all those who need you, those that need to be set... Continue Reading →
Freely given, unmerited favour. Undeserved, all paid for by my saviour.
Love always protects, accepts, intercepts for the one. Love reflects, gets perspective, sees more than just the front!
A mysterious day, twitching, muscles relenting, not able to rest, nor sleep will obey. I drink the Camomile tea out of my 'pyjama day' mug, hoping it will ease me, stop me flitting and faffing about. Unease and unrest try to steal productiveness, the unused adrenaline stifles my creativity, pending doom, a cloud overhangs. I... Continue Reading →