OUR LATEST POEMS
Be Still
Be still. Be still and know, that I am God. Be still for I am He who’s in you, and I’m greater than all in this world. Be still for I am here within you, holding you up, so you cannot fall. Be still because I will deliver you. Not one moment too late, nor too soon....
Dark
What do you want me to do with this morning God? That shines through the blinds, that shines through my shuttered heart. What do I do with a sun that still rises? On us, whose joy wavers as a candle in the wind, on those, whose joy has for a moment, been snuffed out....
A Harbour
We need a harbour. A harbour where we can moor our vessels that have been tossed and turned by inclement weather, by changing currents, and the wear and tear, of all our endeavours. We need a place where we can shed ourselves. Selves we have worn so long, that, like...
Life–As a Gift
Life – As a Gift If life is indeed a gift,then we being alive, must bear the gifts of life. Our whole and entire purpose… to breathe it in, to grow in its nourishment, to reproduce it, to extend it. It was given to BE PASSED ON. Fishes and loaves to feed thousands,...
Looking For? Where?
Sin is looking for the right thing in the wrong place remarked Augustine…a Wise Saint, This is the truth, we see the Scriptures often and unerringly paint Historically, those who searched for the right thing n the wrong place Have been left to regret deeply, for...
I’m Not From This World
I’m not from this world, but a place you can’t see. It’s invisible to you, so how can it be? If you come follow me, and believe what I say,then you are my friend and I’ll show you the way. The flesh is weak, but the Spirit is strong, That’s how I can lead you to the...
A New Year
The new year comes to us, ready yet or not. While we may prefer to burrow deep into the old. The new year comes, with untold stories to unfold. And dreams that might bear fruit, if we’re bold. To open the door to infinite possibility. To recall what a blank canvas can...
Self Compassion
Should we not give ourselves, that which we would not fail to feel for another? Compassion. Understanding. Willingness to suffer, alongside. So sit with your sorrowing self. Hold your own shaking hand. Feel the strength that you can impart, from one palm to the other....
Hope
If ‘Hope is a thing with feathers that perches in the soul’, then too many knocks and trials can tend to make it fall. And for a moment we can wonder where hope has fled, when the dark clouds shield the sun, and our dreams die unrealised. When our 'Plan A’s' become...
Without Love
Without love, who would I be? It does more than cover a multitude of sins. It puts up a mirror. It shows me the self that, in Him I’ve always been.The person whom, without love, I could never believe myself to be… Without His love reminding me, of the beauty he sees...