Tuesday, January 25, 2011


Don’t put me on a pedestal.
For I will surely fall.
I am a person, just like you,
with a past,
and all.

I have a heart.
I have a mind,
and sometimes get so lost.
Then Jesus draws me nigh again,
to everything a cost.

We build walls up,
then tear them down,
when Satan comes to play.
But God is right there tugging too,
'This is not the way'.

So help me when the walls fall down.
Build them back in place.
I am Yours.
You are mine,
and all the rest,
Is Grace.

2 Corinthians 12:9
‘And he said unto me, My Grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness’.



I can’t change the world Lord.
I can’t move a heart.
But You can,
should You deem it so,
and I can play my part.

To Love, to Live,
the smallest Flame.
Striving just to be,
Worthy of Forgiveness,
and all You give to me.

I can’t move the mountains.
I can’t calm the sea.
But You can,
should You deem it so,
and in that I am Free.

In Your Words I find my peace.
In my heart, Your Grace,
and everything I struggle with
will one day fall in place.


1 Corinthians 13:12-13,

'For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as I am known.'


Monday, January 17, 2011

Lamb Song

What can I give Him,
poor as I am.
Just another sinner.
just another lamb.

What have I to offer,
cobwebs, dust and dirt.
How can I make a difference,
in such a world of hurt.

Jesus said ,‘Come Hither,
just the way you are
I will not let you wither,
I am the Bright and Morning Star.

I am the snow capped mountains.
The rivers running free.
Star full skies,
new born cries.
All are born of Me.

I am the glow of Sunrise.
The silver in the dew.
The fragrance of the flowers,
and I have need of you.

Not because your pretty.
Not because your smart.
Just because you hear me,
and Love lives in your heart.


Saturday, January 8, 2011

Cogs And Wheels

So it goes around and round,
up and down and sideways.
Cogs and Wheels
False and Real
More often , not quite my way.

Sink and swim,
Fall right in,
Come up drenched in Sorrow.
All I am,
Is all I can,
Ever hopeful for tomorrow.

Tomorrow never comes they say,
I know that’s not true.
When we give it up to God,
He gives it back to you.

Perhaps not glitzy worldly dreams,
Or everlasting fun.
but Rainbows every now and then,
Moments in the Sun.

Precious Golden moments.
My feet on solid ground
Cogs and wheels
False and Real
Still turning all around.

Help me keep my feet here Lord,
Where I can clearly see,
not up and down and sideways,
but standing firm and free.


Sunday, January 2, 2011

For Her

You think no-one cares,
but they do,
You think life’s unfair,
very true.
That all is determined by wealth,
and by stature,
When love is on offer,
It seems not to matter,
and none have felt pain,
as you do.


All is forgiven.
Jesus is risen,
HE moves the mountains,
Not I.
His Love is healing,
His Power revealing.
He chooses the time and the place.
I know, He has Saved me,
His heart cry He gave me,
walking by Faith, bathed in Grace.

Listen, your soul hears Him whisper.
Know you are Loved by the King.
A brand new beginning,
Forgiven from sinning,
Open the door,
Let Love in.



A New Year, a new chance,
to get things right
to live.
New music, and a new dance,
to give all we can give.
Letting go of yesteryear,
grabbing hold of now.
Driven by His Purpose
to find our place somehow.

A New Year, a new chance,
to grow and learn and be.
Everything God calls us to,
with eyes that truly see.
Hearts that truly feel Him tug.
Ears that truly hear.
Arms extending God’s own hug.
Faith replacing Fear.

A New Year, a new chance,
to touch a heart or two.
Make a difference, be a friend,
ever real and true.
Just as Jesus walked in Love,
so our steps should be
A New Year, a new chance,
For God in you,
and me.

1 John 3:11,
‘For this is the message that ye heard from the beginning, that we should love one another'


Saturday, January 1, 2011


Love is not,
me or mine,
God provides that role
Love is Him,
full, and fine,
standing strong,
and whole.

Love is not,
How I wish ,
that I could change the world.
But touching hearts,
one at a time,
Helping hope unfurl.

Love is not,
so pure or clean,
seeds start in the dirt.
Love is unconditional,
and sometimes hands get hurt.


Love is God,
in pieces.
Striving to come through,
in goodness, mercy, joy and peace,
and the courage to be you……

May there be many more ‘pieces’ in 2011.…..
Every blessing, in His Love,