Despair

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Creator God,
You who made all that ever was, or will be,
How can you can hear my plea –
In the vastness of the universe
With so many unfortunate souls
Also praying to the God of hope,
Just how do you cope?

I am so small, so insignificant,
How can you separate my voice
Dry my tears, supress my fears
And do just the same for everyone else?

You have always been there for me
Now I need you more than ever,
Will you still hear me in my distress?
Is it my faithlessness
That reigns ill fate in my family?

Take it from us Lord,
Tell me what I must do
To regain trust with you.
Miracle making God,
Hear my prayer and
Alleviate this despair.

Copyright wordz2go Oct 2017

Psalm 18:6 “In my distress I called to the Lord;
I cried to my God for help.
From his temple he heard my voice;
my cry came before him, into his ears.”

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Imperfect Being

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Life would be easier if I were
The perfect wife and mother
With no other
Aim but to serve,
But, I am an imperfect being
In an imperfect world
Where my anger unfurls
Its flag
To fly in your face,
With no thought of remorse,
Until it’s too late.

I am perfectly capable
Of screwing up,
Of a fast gallop
Down the wrong track;
But, as imperfect as I am,
I’m not totally lost,
Though the cost
To my worth
When I stop to reflect,
Often wrecks my peace
Of mind.

Yet God is working in me!
I’m an incomplete project,
Subject to checks
By a God who protects
My imperfect soul
As it strives for protection
Admist self-destruction.
God’s infinite patience
For one such as me
Reflects His perfect
Divinity.

Copyright wordz2Go Sept 2017

Isaiah 43:2 – The Message (MSG)
“But I, yes I, am the one
 who takes care of your sins – that’s what I do.
 I don’t keep a list of your sins.”

Sleepless Narcotic

In the dark of the night when sleep evades
My soul cries out in prayer,
My mind wanders and then, I’m there –
Flitting between past, present and future:
Past hurts re-emerge,
Present issues intersperse,
Future possible disasters loom large.
Sleep gets further and further away,
Prayer becomes disorientated, chaotic;
I’m high on a sleepless narcotic.

I wonder how You make sense of this prayer,
Yet the real wonder is that You do
Because You are You.
Anxiety-ridden dreams invade my prayer
Until reaching breaking point
I turn to what never disappoints:
‘The Lord is My Shepherd’.
Wide awake I hold onto Your promises,
Reciting aloud in the quiet of the night
Slowly travelling from darkness to light.

I imagine Your oil pouring over my head,
Oozing slowly downwards which serves
To sooth my frazzled nerves,
Calming my over-stressed brain,
Leading me to quiet water,
Soon I feel physically calmer
And know that I am cherished.
Dreams and worries begin to slip away,
Anxiety and stress take a backseat
And I finally begin to drift to sleep.

Copyright wordz2Go Jun 2017
Psalm 23:5 ‘The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want …… Thou anointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over …’

 

12 months on: I Know

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Your cross around my neck
Has soothed my soul:
This past year,
I’ve held it in prayer,
And slowly adapted
Without you.
Walking into your room
I feel your presence;
Unseen, for now,
‘Though you’ve never left
And we were blessed,
I know.

I pictured you there
When we moved home,
Pleased for us:
Flags waving,
Cheerfully embracing,
Selfish, I know.
By the grace of God
You’ll watch from above,
Fully healed,
Running free
And though we can’t see;
I know.

Copyright wordz2Go Jun 13 2017
Titus 1:1-3 ‘Hope of eternal life is based on God’s promise.  And God cannot lie.’

Potting of Souls

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Give thanks to the Lord for He is good,
His love endures forever.
Reach for the Lord with a willing heart,
His love creates an anchor –
Grace free for me and you,
Embedded in eternal rock,
Love that gives and will never, never stop

Blessings rain down seeding inner calm,
Peace that lasts for ever.
Deserts turned into fruitful land,
Harvests without measure –
Vineyards ripe for reaping,
Growing in fields of gold,
Ripe for the picking and potting of souls

Give thanks to the Lord for unfailing love,
Grace from our confessor.
Praises raise to Redeemer King,
A crown our heavenly treasure –
Given by the King of kings,
Sitting on the throne of power,
And there we’ll live for ever and ever!

Copyright wordz2Go May 2017
Psalm 136

Waves of Love

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Your love sees me through,
Sustains me when I drop
Which stops me
Conceding to fatigue
Distress or tiredness.
Whatever goes wrong,
Whatever wrong I do,
The answer is always You:
I am forgiven,
I am made whole,
You love me heart and soul.

You catch me when I fall,
Dry my tears when I cry,
Let me fly
When days are good,
Rising high on waves of love
That never stop.
Your love perfects me,
Perfects my trust in You.
I am forgiven,
I am made whole,
You are the carer of my soul.

Copyright wordz2Go May 2107
Deuteronomy 33:27 ‘Underneath are the everlasting arms’.