Doubt

Your Spirit now falls down freely as tears bring relief to me.
For truly you are there, I not only feel you,. I breath you.
I reach out my hand and cry, what a blessing you are to me!
I rejoice in sunshine and shadow, in pain that won’t set me free.

Now new hope you’ve found for me, for I know that it was you!
Angels that deliver answers aren’t always dispatched to me.
The Spirit also moves in others in ways that oft confound me.
And He opens doors that have seemed so impossible to free.

New hope I pray is not dashed again on the rocks of despair.
You did not promise me healing but promised you‘d be there.
So how could I doubt when that ceiling seemed to fall on me.
Many have walked this road before me and testify of your power.

How could I possibly doubt you Lord, I hang my head in shame.
Oft times I expect your all answers to come flying on the wind.
Immediate gratification is what I want when I knock at your door.
It’s not like I haven’t been in this schoolroom learning as before.

I know the greatest test is passed when I stop quietly and realize
I may be living the very answer that for now you have given me
And your silence is not because of an offense that I have committed.
My prayers are not spurned, my attitude towards you is unseemly.

Now suddenly, so many answers have come from those that know.
And help that I thought was lost, like your word it has found me.
I pray with repentance full in my heart and seared in my mind.
And I find that the veil has lifted and once more you are with me.

Life in Thee

Daily, yes daily, I have prayed Lord unto Thee
Hour by hour, your word grows deep in me.

Minute by minute, it is you that sets me free
Second by second, my life I now clearly see.

Moment by moment, I surrender Lord to Thee
The clock ticks my life away until finally I am free.

Time will mean nothing, for heaven's where I'll be.
Eternity will have no clock, just time alone with Thee.

The Wayfarers Road

Be my witness, this is not the road less travelled!
For countless people have passed this way before.
They are sojourners in this life seeking many things.
They have a God-shaped vacuum ready to be filled.

Others are enquirers searching for mind enlightenment.
Desiring substance in a changing world they wander.
Bereft and hungry they search out all forms of religion.
Where did they come from? And will they be forevermore?

Man sees so little, knows even less, so much unproved.
So their enquiring spirit tells them there is something more.
Science changes like the wind stirring up doubts like the
Desert sands shifting, changing every more, unrecognized.

Science tells them there is no God, no plan and no thereafter
Can they risk all they know at the gambling table of life?
What dice these men throw at us, ever changing, nescient.
And in their quest they long for constancy and truth.

A road that will not waver but remains unswerving.
So they seek religious persuasions, empty yet tempting.
For man was made for fellowship with God yet somehow
In the depth of their being they know, and they cry out.

For only one can provide them with clarity and certainty.
None but Christ can satisfy, and the Spirit calls come!
Sit at the wedding table and feast, hunger no more.
He who is thirsty drink from the well that will not go dry.

Cease your desert wanderings, chasing false Gods.
That will only dry up your bones and leave you wanting.
Seek out the true God, He will provide you with His peace.
As Paul did, you will meet Him on your Damascus Road.

My Thirsty Soul

As man in a desert requires water
So does my soul thirst after You, Lord.
When my heart cries for you in my pain,
Your Spirit falls on me as fresh Spring rain.

As man’s body is weak without sustenance,
So does my soul hunger for You, Lord.
When I feel life’s travail a worthless toil
You come to me and renew me again.

As man seeks to find his life’s pleasures
So I determine to find my joy in You, Lord.
Your songs thrill me and lighten my load
As nothing else can in this journey I walk.

As man thinks first of himself in life’s troubles
So often I selfishly neglect You, Lord.
Rather than making you my central vision
I set you up at the periphery of my life.

As man realizes life is not happenstance
So happy I am learning early of You, Lord.
For he who thinks there is nothing more to life
Is as the prophets say a foolish man.

As man tends to search for meaning in life
So I search out my purpose in You, Lord.
For without You life is an empty void,
But with You my pathway is planned ahead.

As man sees day quickly turn into night
So I in all of my travail I run to You, Lord.
And as sun shines on each fresh new day
Once again I feel the warmth of Your breath on me.

As man turns his head away in distraction
So before me I choose to see only You, Lord.
For if my focus can remain solidly upon You.
The attractions of this world will not entice me away.

As my relationship grows with Your guidance,
So my troubles are left at the lichgate for You, Lord.
For I am weak in myself and easily swayed,
And I need to know I am following Your way.

As I get older I dream of You so often.
And I dream of a bridegroom some day, You Lord,
Death holds no fear for me now, no worry.
And Heaven’s door appears open in welcome.

Who Are You Fooling?

Just what do you think you are doing,
Walking on both sides of the fence?
You think you have everyone fooled,
But the one you are cheating is you!

You are wearing a two-sided mask,
Interchanging it freely at will.
That voice you are ignoring inside
One day will eventually be still.

You say that you believe in God,
But the devil believes and trembles.
You’re so trained in your own facade
Even you don’t know who you are.

You’ve been the driver of life thus far
Changing gears when whomever you meet.
So subtle you’ve become in your deceit,
Only God knows who truly you are!

God knows the road you are travelling,
And He sees the inner works of your heart.
Isn’t it time that you stopped pretending,
And give to Him all of your heart?

Peace you will know beyond measure,
Once you take that mask off for good.
Having firm trust in the Supreme Being
Brings joy this world can’t impart.

The Why Within You

You fuss and you fret and you question the reason why
Things are so out of control, and so to God you cry.
When in such despair and you don’t know what to do,
And the question ‘why’ is reaping torment upon you.
Who is running your life, and what is managing you?

What is disturbing you and frustrating you so?
Are the trials of this world bringing you down low?
And why do you flit around like a moth to the light
That will burn you up before it becomes night?
Are the world’s expectations just too hard for you?

When you turned your ownership papers over to Him
Can you truthfully say that you confessed your sin?
Did you relinquish control as He cleansed you within?
If life’s twists and turns are sending you into a spin,
Something is amiss, just what is troubling you?

Sometimes God allows all the confusions in your days
To give strength and teach lessons meant to mend ways.
Time to re-evaluate what is so easily frustrating you,
Things are out of place, His message not getting through.
Stress is merely the indicator of a poor point of view.

We need to release the “why’s” to the Physician’s control.
What troubles the mind also affects the body and soul.
How can the struggle of inner conflict keep you whole?
Christ came and died to cleanse us all and set us free,
From the sin of fret and worry that sore troubles Thee.

A Work in Progress

I present myself to Him, confession finished, a work in progress.
Waiting upon my knees I sense God’s Spirit falling upon me,
Like a fine gossamer film, encasing me, filling me with His love.
Not a vision, a presence, a fragrance that permeates my being.

I sing, in my tuneless voice, tears spilling freely down my face.
Spirit of the living God fall afresh on me I then humbly pray.
He that giveth to all men freely if we but stop, seek, and ask.
And I wait in quietness of spirit, my hands and mind open,

Cleared of the detritus of a daily accumulated scattered mind
Focused now on Him and Him alone my breathing settles.
Though my singing voice is out of tune I am in tune with Him.
I am bubbling over with praise for all that He has done for me.

I first think of all the things I want Him to do for me, and yet
How dare I complain when all around me suffering abounds?
Did I expect when surrendering my life to Him a pain-free road?
He promised strength for today; to need strength means work ahead.

"Take my yoke upon you for my burden is light", but undoubtedly there.
To think I am an exception to life’s tribulations would not be fair.
The saying means much, meat is always sweeter closer to the bone".
It tells me that suffering draws me closer to God and blesses me.

I’d rather be empty of pocket and able to sit unblemished at Jesus’ feet.
They say that he who has a heart for God has sacrificed it on the altar
Surrendering pride and endeavoring to lay down the ego of self.
Only to be what He wants me to be every moment of every day.

Pride has no place in the seeker’s life, lay it down at Jesus’ feet.
You know in the sojourner’s life this is but a temporary abode.
If you feel comfortable, you know the Devil has wielded a blow,
He delivers his arrow right through your unprepared, weak feet.

Without the boots of God’s armor we bring about our defeat.
Small, vulnerable, yet so essential to be able to stand on our feet
I’d rather be close to Jesus, wrapped in his spirit resting in Him.
To be girded with truth, filled with His Spirit, prepared to meet
Any obstacle that stands in my path throughout this coming day.