In My Weakness

I felt the stab
sharper than the sword 
that knows no limit
the sword of the Spirit.
I am weak!
I cried 
and fell
to my knees.
Sufficient He is
so here I will rest awhile,
while
He carries me.
A burden too great
for anybody else.
I will lay here on this table here so
while He puts me back together again
removes the thorn
tormenting me.
What if I cried 
into laughing
knowing 
there is power in my weakness?

Children of the Day

Children of the Day

For you are all children of light
children of the day
you cannot be swayed
by what they have to say.
Though they revel in your temporary dismay
you are not delayed
unjustly,
but the evil ways
they choose will lead them astray.
Within you no dark places
no unbroken spaces
to let the darkness in.
So shine in every corner
your light that sustains
the beauty of the day.





Every Blooming Thing.

Every Blooming Thing.

Every blooming thing is a treasure
and all must grow and thrive
nothing must be left below
they must sway and dance day and night.

Every blooming thing has beauty
natural and not contrived
spreading wide enough to gather
all the bouncing shining lights.

Every blooming thing must produce
their talents must be used
to give love and life
and so be profuse.

Every blooming thing must live
so all their talents they can give
to those weary beaten broken souls 
who need their fragrance to forgive!

This Feels Like God

This Feels Like God

Each raindrop falling on leaves
that gives me so much peace
and with the sun shining down on me
a light that makes me see
the hand of God.
A gentle gigle 
floating in the breeze
that gets entagled with the trees
reminds me of the innocence
of one who believes
in the promises of miracles.
A gentle flowing stream
that carries the wonders of life
that washes over me 
and sets me free
to grow, swell and just be free.
In a truh that never cease
For truth God holds the keys
and so because this truth I know
I say, "Yes Lord I agree".

You Need God.

You Need God.

Simple things matter.
Trees give oxygen
they need nutrients
water and sun.
Birds fly in the air
they have no fear
but they need nectar, water
and somewhere to stay.
Fish need oxygen
to shelter from the storm
but to keep their lives afloat
they must breath outside a boat.
But people,
need more than food,
oxygen and air,
to feed their very soul 
they need a kiss from heaven.
To truly stetch, strive and survive
they need God in their lives.

You Are Not My Enemy

You Are Not My Enemy

I see you bleeding
just like me
In anguish you scream!
Just like me.
You too have dreams
like me too.
I see you
in me
and me in you.
You are not my enemy
and that is the key
to restoring your humanity
in me.
The Darkness
would have it not so
it gives strive, hate and pain
creates a wall
and locks us into unbroken
chains.
But I see you
and know this to be true
You are not my enemy.
Me and you, me and you?
Our love can be heavenly. 

No one is Good….

No one is Good

God is good
but you are not.
No one is good
but God.
Everything is within God
and He places it in you
to do.
He shares
what was always His to share
and your efforts cannot compare.
To be good
you need to do what is right
but right is greater than good.
You labour 
but labour in vain
until you see the possibilities
that looked imposible.
Though in the net-
a web of deceit-
With Him,
you shall be plucked from your obscurity
into the reality
of your conspicuity.
But know thyself
enough to know
your good desires
came from a greater Source
that called to you
then came to you
then sent you
so He can use you.