Lemming like they serge and flow
As to their end they swiftly go
Swallowed up by death’s dark water
Striving for the things they oughta.
Racing on, not looking up
To sniff the breeze of freedoms cup.
Copying the lives of others
TV’s glare outshines its brothers
Missing call of sun and moon,
Arriving dead much far too soon.
A rat race headed for the sea
Enslaved forever souls to be.
But if they dared to stop and look
Another path, redemption took
Why then indeed they’d once more be
Mankind of hope at last set free.
“With fear and great joy” This so captures those moments when we perceive God not as a far off deity, but a living entity involved intimately in our very lives. I love this phrase!
“There was a great earthquake; for an angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat on it.
His countenance was like lightning, and his clothing as white as snow and the guards shook for fear of him, and became like dead men. But the angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid…”(the strong men, the soldiers, were terrified, but the defenseless women had nothing to fear for they came seeking Jesus.)
“So they went out quickly from the tomb with fear and great joy…”
“Jesus met them, saying, “Rejoice! … Do not be afraid.”
It is this awe so great it might border on fear were it not immersed in total and overwhelming joy, that quickens my heart time after time.
You have a lifetime to work. but children are only young once.
I’d been suffering for several days, angry and worried. You see the cleaners I hired to give my old apartment a professional clean (as per my contract requirement) were anything but professional. I could have done better myself (much better!) especially for the price. It didn’t meet with the inventory clerk’s approval either in spite of my going from room to room making them redo the worst of the stuff. Not only that but they left a mark on the carpet they were suposed to be cleaning, dumped a new tube of putty, my favourite mug and a Virgin hub that I may have to return. I’m being generous saying “dumped” maybe they were not just dumb but deliberately took the stuff.
It’s been keeping me awake wondering if I’ll need to pay to get it all redone or replace the hub etc. Worst of all my landlord is a really good guy and I wanted to leave it spotless.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Finally waking at 2am and immediately hitting the same old theme in my head, I tried everything but no luck. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Then I realised what I needed to do – FORGIVE THEM! Problem solved – the few times it came to mind I said in my head, “I forgive them” why spoil my days (and nights)? It’s been several days now I haven’t even given it a thought. Why didn’t I do that before – it’s such an old lesson.
It’s a cozy “armchair” feeling I have with Him and me,
Like a pair of bedroom slippers warm and comfy as can be.
A very special feeling to be loved for me alone,
To set down lists and doings, put down the mobile phone
And bask within His presence as He gently strokes my hair
Although I’m all alone here I feel his being there.
Like soothing cups of chocolate, like sunshine in the rain
This special deep contentment that eases all the pain.
There’s a picture in my kitchen that’s magic don’t you know,
It daily changes hues and tints, my pleasure to bestow.
Capturing the hills and trees it renders in its might
The fleeting moods of sky above, the glow of glorious light.
Entrancing in its sunset, bedecked with jewels by night
I gasp when doing dishes, surprised by glorious sight.
You guessed it is a window that frames the vivid theme
Creation of a God who loves to render such a scheme.