Thursday, July 11, 2013

A Crooked Tree

From a dried up crooked tree
to roots that go deep
His love is bending me

Hiding Place

I''ve been searching and trying
to find a place
I've been running and hiding away
but your pursuing and chasing me
you've captured and captivated my heart
You are my hiding place




Sunday, August 05, 2012

Spurgeon: On Grace

My graces languish, my corruptions rage, my faith is weak, my devotion is cold; all these are reasons why His healing hand should be laid upon me. His hand can cool the heat of my burning brow and calm the turmoil of my palpitating heart. That glorious right hand that molded the world can renew my mind; the unwearied hand that bears the earth's huge pillars can sustain my spirit; the loving hand that encloses all the saints can cherish me; and the mighty hand that breaks in pieces the enemy can subdue my sins. --Spurgeon

Thursday, August 02, 2012

Faith

dust settle
vision clear
heart hear





Sunday, May 06, 2012

A prayer

Let my eyes see what you desire this day
May my heart beat as you have called it to beat, today
May my ears hear only what you desire this day
Let my lips speak of your goodness and mercy, this day

"This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it."
Psalm 118:24




Saturday, May 05, 2012

Landscape of the soul

crevasses
deep waters
sharp
winding roads
God alone knows
the landscape of this soul


Breaking the Night

Who can enter such depths
and return
the same?

to know the heart revealed
by the light of his grace
where darkness and light, alike abide

where all that is unseen
is exposed
where all that is broken
is known

He is breaking the night