More

I'm so tired, yet so very restless. There must be more! The things which appear before my eyes just cannot be all there is. Is this really what life is about? Surround yourself with pretty things; pretty rooms, pretty clothes... There MUST be more! Day after day its the same. We may be dying inside, but we must look good on the outside. We pretend so well, that we don't even feel the death taking hold of our spirits! What we hide from others becomes hidden even from us. We deceive ourselves! We think we are so well and whole, when in reality we are diseased and crippled. We think we are so rich and wise and spiritual. We're not. We're poor, and foolish, and limping or even crawling spiritually because You are not our Center. We call ourselves 'Christ Followers', yet we are too busy with our meaningless little lives to even make it to church on time. We don't follow You too well when there are so many other things to do.
We have clothed our desperation in fine looking garments of pride and self-sufficiency, but they hold no warmth. The garment You offer is 100 times more fine than ours, and it is warm and comfortable! Why do we reject it in favour of our ratty costumes?
Your presence left us long ago, but we hardly even noticed, being so busy with jobs, activities, and making sure our lives look good to others.
Bah! So tired! Everything is meaningless! Everything but You, and my desperation for you. Fill me once more with Your presence! I repent of my wickedness; my attraction to what is carnal! Please, don't hide Your presence from me any longer, or I will die! I need You! I unclothe my desperation and lay it bare at Your feet! Take it and replace it with the fullness of Your everlasting Spirit!
There IS more; I know it! Lord, I need more! More of You!

What Happened

What happened to the way things used to be, when You and I were so close?
What happened to the times we spent together in the morning glow?
I once could feel You near me; now you seem so far away.
It takes all the strength I have to get through each day.
I used to know Your presence with me everywhere I'd go.
Now I struggle just to tell myself that even still I know
That You really haven't left me, You are with me still.
But there's a hole within me that only You can fill.
So let me feel Your presence, Lord. Let me know Your touch.
Lay your hand upon me, for I need you oh so much!
Breathe Your life into me for I need to be renewed.
Pull me back together before I come unglued.
I need to know You're here; to feel You by my side.
I know my need for You is one that will not be denied.

Oct. 14th, 08

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O, the sight! Bloodshed all around. To think the blind are blessed to not see this carnage. To consider that the deaf have been favoured among men because they hear not the anguished wail & lament of those that lost whom they loved. Ah, the dead may be glad they lived not to know the suffering; the torment that we, the alive must bear.
What misery! Such wretchedness my heart cannot comprehend! We were made for other than this bitter existence. Ah remorse, I feel you keenly within my chest. See, the sun rises red, revealing the field of bodies before me; unveiling the consummation of a hopeless battle.
O, life's grievous end.


Oct. 28th, 08

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My beloved, how I long to hold you close in My arms and whisper sweet words of love in your ear.
How My heart aches when you encounter difficulties in life, and even more so when you don't come to me for help and comfort.
Oh, how I yearn to converse with you and divulge to you secrets only heaven knows, but you aren't listening.
How I desire intimacy with you; to be involved in every aspect of your life, no matter how great or small.
You hear My voice calling to you; wooing and drawing you, but you make no reply.
Oh my precious one, I've so much more for you than the life you're living!
How long will you break my heart and walk away from Me?
How long, beloved?

Oct. 14th, 2008

My Beloved

Have you ever doubted My heart for you? Is that why you find it so hard to ask for My help when you are in such great need? Have faith in your heavenly Father. Know that My promises to you are true.

If you ask of Me, you will receive. Not on your terms, but on Mine. If you seek Me you will find Me; I will come to you. If you knock, I will open the door for you. I have spoken; I have promised; I have invited you to come to me. Now I am awaiting your response.

I long to spend time alone with you, My beloved. Sometimes it is hard for you to be transparent with Me when there are others around. So get away somewhere private, in your room or in a quiet garden. And when you come to Me in secret, I will demonstrate My goodness to you before many. They will know of My love for you.

If you wonder whether I desire to bless you, think about this: Even evil people know how to give good gifts to their children. So just imagine how much more I not only want to, but also can do for you, if you will just ask Me. For I am your heavenly Father, the Lord who delights in those who put their hope in My unfailing love.

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Come

Come, let me embrace you. Let your heart rest on mine as they beat in sync.
Come, let me hold you. Feel my arms of comfort; a stronghold around you, keeping you safe.
Come, let me gaze into your eyes. Look into mine and see the endless depth of my love for you.
Come, let me whisper into your heart the wonderful and amazing things I have planned for you.
Come, let me breathe my life into your soul so you may truly live.
Come, let me be everything you need. Let me be your all.

October 7th, 2008

Out Of The Storm (song)

She stands all alone on the corner
Shivering in the cold, dark rain
It mingles with tears running down her cheeks
She wishes it could wash her clean

She doesn't know who she can turn to
She doesn't know where she should go
She cowers alone in the shadows
One look at her and you'd know

She needs comfort, she needs a friend
Someone who loves her with a love that won't end
She needs a shelter; a place safe and warm
Someone to bring her in, out of the storm


A little boys stands in a graveyard
Angrily wiping his tears
'Cause they just buried his Mama
And he just can't leave her here

He doesn't know what's gonna happen
Now that she's gone away
He cannot fathom the reason
Why she couldn't have stayed

He needs comfort, he needs a friend
Someone who loves him with a love that won't end
He needs a shelter; a place safe and warm
Someone to bring him in, out of the storm


Jesus looks down from His throne up above
His eyes are upon us, and they're full of love

He is our comfort, He is our friend
He really loves us, and His love never ends
He is our Shelter, our place safe and warm
He'll bring us in, out of the storm


(August 11th 2008)

Speak To Me...

Oh, let me tell the tales of heaven! Show me the beauty that lies beyond those golden gates; beyond my reach. Speak to me, that I may scribe Your words for others to read. Let me hear the melodies rolling from the tongues of angels so I may repeat them here on earth. Guide my hand, that it might capture the glory and splendour of Your creation for all to see! Let my voice mix with Yours to make a sound not yet heard on this earth. Put Your words in my mind so I may write with eloquence.
Without You, I am naught. Without You, I do not exist. Nothing exists.

July 16th, 2008

"Strong Enough" (song)

The tears are rolling down my face
I hear those words my mind can't erase
And my soul is aching

Oh when will all this misery end?
I feel like I just lost my best friend
And my heart is breaking

Oh where did we go wrong? I thought our love was strong.
Guess it wasn't strong enough. No it wasn't strong enough.

You said you'd always be there for me
That you'd love me for all eternity
I guess you were lying

You left me standing here all alone
You said you know that I'm not "The One"
Now my soul is dying

Oh where did we go wrong? I thought our love was strong.
Guess it wasn't strong enough. No it wasn't strong enough.

I know you're not coming back; I never thought you would
But I would never take you back, even if I could!

There's a smile upon my face
I've run into my Saviour's embrace
And my soul is mending

I never want this moment to end
Just spending time with my Best Friend
It's a happy ending

He gave my heart a song, and I'm right where I belong
'Cause His love is strong enough. Yes His love is strong enough.

July 31st 2008

Nightsong

The Nightsong is being sung. Can you hear it?
Attentive ears heed the splendid singing of the stream skimming over smoothened stones and sand, winding its way through a wood enchanted by the Nightsong.
Roving eyes rest on the tall, stately trees, cloaked in magnificent mossy majesty. Their leaves tinkle in melodious harmony to the soothing sound of the brook singing the Nightsong.
Skin tingles as a warm night wind weaves her way through the regal trees, and whispers to fallen leaves, enticing them to waltz with her to the Nightsong.
Vision is enhanced as mellow beams of moonlight drift downward to land on the forest floor and ride on ripples of flowing water.
Exquisite fragrances are freed from the flowers on the forest floor, passionately responding to the Nightsong.
All around, the Nightsong is being sung. Just listen.

Just Me

My hands crave the tender touch of another, bigger, stronger, holding them tenderly.
My ears desire to feel the warm breath as my love whispers softly, words of undying love and affection.
My eyes long to sweep over his face and memorize every defining feature.
My heart hungers for the passion felt when he kisses my mouth and my fingers find their way through his hair.
But there is no passion to feel, no face to peruse and memorize, no whispered pledge of devotion, no strong arms to hold me.

Nothing.

Just me.

Hide & Seek

Ready or not, here I come!
I'm gonna find you wherever you run.
Go on and hide; we'll have some fun!
Ready or not, here I come!

Your turn to hide; my turn to seek.
I promise You now that I won't peek.
I'll sneak up behind you; you'll let out a shriek...
Its your turn to hide and my turn to seek.

I'm searching all over; can't find you.
Where in the world did you get to?
Spinning in circles; don't know what to do!
I'm searching all over, but I can't find you!

Wait, what's over behind that tree?
Could it really be you that I see?
It is! I found you! I found you!
Bet ya can't catch me!

April 22nd 2008

You...

The sun in all its glorious splendour pales in comparison to You!

The mountains, majestic and mighty, fall prostrate at Your feet!

The imperial, stately trees of the forest humbly
bend their knees before You!

Even the rocks and stones cry out Your name and sing Your praises!

How much more should we, who were made by You in Your image, who were purchased by Your Son, love and worship you! How much more should we desire to exalt and honour You, bowing low in reverence before Your throne!!

April 15th 2008

How Beautiful!

Walking down a wooded path, I see life all around In the trees slowly awakening, the little yellow flowers blooming like drops of sunshine on the hillside.
Oh, how beautiful You must be!

My eyes are drawn by the plethora of blues, browns, and greens! Oh the colour! Oh the shades! My mind cannot take in all the wonder of your world!
How beautiful You must be!

My ears are tuned to the silver stream singing its praises to You. A robin trills with exuberant pleasure, while a dove coos mournfully.
Oh, how beautiful You must be!

The cool, refreshing rain on my skin, the warm, consoling sun on my face, and the agile breeze dancing through the stately trees are signs of life; of spring; the glorious awakening of majesty!
God, how beautiful You must be!

The fragrance of dewy leaves and moistened earth mingles with the pungent pines, spruce and cedar and tantalizes my senses.
Lord, how beautiful You must be!

I am enraptured by the resplendent, dazzling creation that tumbled out of Your heart and spilled from Your mouth! That you just uttered a word and from it flowed life is unfathomable to me!
Oh, how much more beautiful than this You must be!!

April 15th 2008

Call on His Name (song)

You feel lost, you don't know where you're going
You have it all, but it doesn't satisfy.
You have a hole, way deep down in your heart
And you can't fill it, no matter what you try.

Well, lift your head, it won't be much longer
Till you see what's right before your eyes

When you can't find your way, just call on His Name
He'll be right there beside you.
When you don't know what to do, get on your knees and pray
And He'll send His light to guide you

You start to wonder, "What's my purpose anyway?"
You feel alone in your big group of friends.
You search for peace, but you don't find it anywhere
You feel despair; you just want it all to end.

But don't give up, you'll find what you're needing
You are so loved; more than you can comprehend

When you can't find your way, just call on His Name
He'll be right there beside you.
When you don't know what to do, get on your knees and pray
And He'll send His light to guide you

March 11th 2008

Lovely (song)

The Father waits for her to come,
Arms open wide, eyes full of love
He says, "Come to Me, beloved one.
"Feel My embrace; you're not alone."
But she doesn't hear. She doesn't know;
She doesn't think she's beautiful.
She doesn't know that she is worth
Much more than anything else on earth.

She's lovely, her Daddy's girl
His little princess; she's the centre of His world.
She's lovely, His Sweetie Pie
She is the apple of her Daddy's eye

Her Lover stands, His eyes aglow
Watching her live on earth below
She thinks, "There must be more to life than this!"
He just wishes she could taste His kiss
'Cause she needs to know; she needs to see
How close to her He wants to be.
She needs to feel the burning fire
Of His love for her; she is His desire.

She's lovely, His spotless bride
He sees her standing by His side
She's lovely, in every way
She grows more beautiful day by day

You need to hear, you need to know
Your Father made you beautiful.
You need to know that you are worth
So much more than anything else on earth.

You're lovely, so beautiful
Outside and in your heart and soul
You are lovely; God made you so
And He just really wants you to know.

February 6th 2008