Romancer

Left my fear by the side of the road. Hear You speak and won't let go. Fall to my knees as I lift my hands to pray. Got every reason to be here again. Father's love that draws me in. All my eyes wanna see is a glimpse of You...


...You hold the universe.
You hold every one of us.
- (Hillsong)

I am standing on the shore, digging my toes into the velvet sheet of sand beneath my skin, gazing at the thunderous, majestic waves roaring before me. Boundless, beautiful and beaming of Him. In and out, the ebbing waves never sleep, ushering to the shore ripples and splutters of foam, daring towards me like a million white galloping stallions.

Everywhere I look, the beauty of His handiwork bellows out His love for us. He's been pursuing us all along. Romancing us with overarching sunsets, shooting stars, glimmering seas and towering mountains. Nature cries out His royal architecture. We are encompassed and sealed by an out pour of the transcendent affection He lavishes us with.

Who are we, for Him to even notice us? I cannot fathom it.

Jesus, the Creator of this universe, pursues us.

Nirvana

There is something about the utter stillness of these intimate moments

I am thrust into a newborn sweetness that I hold my breath to savour

To feel You gently stir as you lay beside me touching the air I breathe

Composing my soul into a burning joy until I am compelled to weep

For the thousands of uphills I've crawled with blood gushing limbs

Never have I felt this divine, all encompassing shuddering love

While burying my face into the warmth of Your very Being

I pray You take my life away and just let me stay here

In Your arms, within Your sanctity of peace

To let me rest until time ceases to exist

My Lazy Life.

I feel really ashamed at myself right now. I have been a lazy person for a long time, and I am starting to regret it... A LOT. You know Matthew 25:14-30, the parable of the talents? Yeh, well I am the third guy. Not only am I slothful, but I am wicked. A lazy lifestyle leads to the outer darkness, where there is weeping and gnashing of teeth (Matt 25:30). Not that the sin of slothfulness is enough to cause someone to lose their salvation, but if a person is in that life of laziness, they must question if they are really saved... which is what I am doing right now.

Anyway, this is a poem I wrote a while ago. It has always disturbed me because, not only does it portray an ugly person, but it portrays me.

Where Did It Go?

Oh, how we were once called for greatness!
Called to shine, with glorified bodies, kneeling before the throne.
With respect, honour and righteousness as our three best friends,
And when faced with rebuke, an entire nation who will defend.
But now we continue to grow old, fat and weak
Stocking up on enough lies to feed a family for a year.
When did we get so comfortable?
When did we get so complacent?
Why have I sat on this couch for so long,
That the seat became moulded to my behind,
As I watched my life pass me by,
On a screen of nothing but static sex?
Oh, I bet that fiend is pointing and laughing at us,
Somewhere beyond that screen of sin.
He says "Look! God come, just look!
Ha! You think that THIS man can ruin MY plans?
That sweaty, obese, bitter old man?
He has a beer in one hand and last night’s pizza in the other,
While he picks up some stale chocolate with his feet!
God, your soldiers don't even fit in their armour anymore."
Oh, how we were called...
Did we not hear it?
Did we forget it?
Did we have more important things to do?
Did we have tomorrow as a choice?
Did we want our own will?
Did we want our own pride?
Did we want our own material possessions where we thought we could run away and hide?
I tell you now;
Analyse yourself… critically.
Be refined.
For there is no place in God’s army for those who will not hear, listen or do.
God is calling you,
But, I tell you now;
He will only choose a few...